Sword comes

After the war, it is common sense to need to recuperate.Because the imperial army no longer poses a threat, and Song Fengshan is in charge of the villa, Song Yushao is not in a hurry to rush back. He just wants to ask something when Chu Hao wakes up next time.

A pure warrior who enters the hall, as long as he does not harm his body and spirit, he can recover to his peak after a period of rest and recuperation. Ping'an's so-called three realms of golden body, feathering, and mountain top, according to legend, the transformation of the old and the new real energy can be completed in an instant, and outsiders can't see the truth at all, so of course there is no flaw. It is impossible to appear, so there has been a saying in the central Jianghu of Aquarius Continent, full of domineering, called "before the death of the god of war, all are at the peak", but Song Yushao is just hearsay, Chen Pingan only knows the division of realms, for the three realms of refining gods The scenery on the top of Budao Mountain is still surrounded by clouds and fog.

Song Yushao saw that Chen Pingan's face was not very good, which was a bit abnormal. It is reasonable to say that after leaving the battlefield, the martial arts should tend to be stable. Instead, Chen Pingan showed some fatigue. He stopped and couldn't help asking : "What's going on, I got hurt secretly"

Chen Ping inspected Chu Hao first, breathing slowly and steadily, as if he still had no signs of waking up for the time being, but Chen Ping did not say anything, as if he followed Liu Xianyang wandering all over the mountains and plains when he was a boy, and after catching the mountain snake, as long as he shook the snake body, he would be gone. Being able to relax his tendons and loosen his bones, another flick of his wrist completely stunned the general of the Shushui Kingdom to death.

Chu Hao, who thought he was covering it up very well, wailed in his heart, his eyes went dark, and he lost consciousness.There is such a bullshit sword fairy who doesn't talk about the morals of the world at the stall, he really has nothing to do this time.

Only then did Chen Pingan explain to Song Yushao: "Because I am not a sword cultivator on the mountain, it takes a lot of effort for me to control the two flying swords. Although they can kill the enemy by themselves after leaving the sword-raising gourd, they still need me to control them." Put some spirits on the flying swords, like their scabbards, otherwise they won't stay outside the Qi Palace or Yangjian gourd for too long, and the square inch talisman is used a bit too much, and the two breath changes are a bit hasty, It's a bit uncomfortable now, but it's okay, as long as there is no major war in the near future, I can make up for it a little bit by breathing."

Song Yushao was relieved, walking among the mountains and forests, the shade of the trees and the sunshine complemented each other, the old man was relaxed and happy, not only because of the opening of the knot in his heart, but also because he met a little friend from the past who could entrust his life, and rekindled a touch of the world hope.Even if people's hearts are not old, the world is still there.

The old man suddenly smiled and said: "Chen Pingan, even though you have a raising sword gourd, you don't have to make a move every time like a sword fairy. One yard counts for one yard, and Chu Hao actually invited the Green Bamboo Sword Immortal of Songxi Kingdom to lead the formation. Without your help this time, I would definitely fall under the siege of the army, so when I go back to the villa, I will take all the small snow money , as a gift in return, the amount is not much, and I have saved less than two thousand coins over the years, Fengshan went to Xianjia Ferry to buy Cangshui, and used half of it, so I can only give you eight or nine hundred small snow coins."

The old man was a little embarrassed when he said this, and laughed at himself: "I never thought that the life of Song Yushao, the sword master of the country of combing water, would be worth less than a thousand Xiaoxue coins."

Chen Pingan thought for a while, nodded and said, "Senior Song, I only need three or four hundred small snow coins. You don't need to give them all. Song Fengshan will definitely need them in the future."

Although in the square inch of Feijian Fifteen, there is a pile of snowflake money that the boy in Tsing Yi used to buy ordinary snake gallstones, and eight more precious Xiaoshu coins, which are not too small.However, under the recommendation of Wei Bo, Chen Pingan had seen the scene of Baozhai on Niujiao Mountain with his own eyes, and was worried that if he came to the fairy house ferry later, if he encountered something on the mountain that he liked, he would regret to miss it.

As for Senior Song and Jianshui Villa, Chen Pingan believed in what the old man said, the green mountains will not change, and the green water will flow forever.

Chen Ping chose to accept the money, but not all of it. Unexpectedly by Song Yushao, the old man couldn't help laughing and said: "You are polite and you are not polite. Do you know what the older generation of rivers and lakes would say? Would you pat your chest and say something?" Between brothers, talking about money hurts feelings, if you treat me as a brother, don't talk about it again, otherwise brothers will have to do nothing."

Chen Ping shook his head and said, "It's more uncomfortable to owe favors than to owe money, at least for me."

Song Yushao had a deep understanding of this, nodded and said: "It is true."

The old man finally added, "It should be so."

The mountain wind blows in the mountains and forests, the green leaves are whirling, and the shade of the trees is cool.

Because of Chen Pingan's physical condition, Song Yushao couldn't walk fast, but since there was no trouble in his heart, the old man just went to enjoy the scenery along the road. Song Yushao just reminded Chen Pingan that the next time Chu Hao woke up, he would not wake up. Halo, he has something to ask.Chen Pingan had no choice but to conclude that Chu Hao's martial arts cultivation was roughly the same. Chen Pingan, who was cautious by nature, also felt relieved, and he didn't want to walk the mountains with Chu Hao on his back, but it was not a thing to carry someone by the neck, after thinking about it Going, Chen Pingan simply dragged Chu Hao's leg, like a mountain king patrolling the site, "cleaning" the dead branches and fallen leaves in his yard with a broom all the way.

Unafraid of Song Yushao and the young man chasing and killing him, Qingzhu Sword Immortal leisurely returned to Zhoucheng along the official road, and suddenly turned his head to look at the roadside mountains and forests in the distance. Cut green bamboo.From the mountain forest, an acquaintance of the Green Bamboo Sword Fairy slowly walked out. He was very old and his face was sharp and angular. At first glance, he was not a friendly person in the world. He had a sword around his waist, and the scabbard was wrapped with green silk thread of unknown material. The long sword, which is far longer than that of ordinary swordsmen, is extremely eye-catching.

Sword Immortal Qingzhu walked out of the official road, and walked towards the swordsman from the ancient Yu country who had met several times, the two stopped at the same time, twenty steps apart.

The old swordsman smiled and said, "Su Lang, it's been five or six years since the last time we left by the riverside."

Qingzhu Sword Immortal said calmly: "Lin Gushan, tell me what you want to do, I'm not in a good mood right now."

The old swordsman didn't care about the arrogance of a junior in the rivers and lakes, and he said straight to the point: "This time, I was entrusted by the national teacher to come here to intercept and kill Chen Ping'an. There was a fight before. A royal family enshrines Qi trainers and snakes and scorpions. Madame, died at the hands of Chen Pingan one after another, and now only me and the owner of the house are left, and I don’t want to let it go. I saw a wonderful show in the mountains before, and I just want to see if I can be with you Let's join forces and hunt down Chen Pingan and Song Yushao together, and after we succeed, Song Yushao will be at your disposal, and Chen Pingan will be handed over to us to bring back to Ancient Yu Kingdom."

Su Lang glanced at the mountains and dense forests, and asked two questions, "There is a chance of winning in time."

Lin Gushan, the Sword Master of the Ancient Yu Kingdom, nodded and said: "The owner of Maitang Tower is best at assassination. He will act first and harass, which is enough to delay the two of them. As for the chances of winning, I can only say that it depends on human effort. Even if the three of us join hands , I, Lin Gushan, can't guarantee how many people will survive in the end."

Su Lang said with a smile: "If Senior Lin said that the odds of winning are extremely high, then I won't nod."

Lin Gushan asked: "This is a promise."

Su Lang nodded and said: "You go to support the owner of the building first, I want to go back the same way, and find the lieutenant general of the Chu family's Jingqi, and the two enshrined qi practitioners from the Shushui Kingdom, as long as you two can stop Song With Yu Shao and Chen Pingan, I can make the odds even bigger."

Lin Gushan was a little hesitant.

Su Lang smiled and said: "This time we have joined forces in a hurry, if it is beneficial, we will get together, if it is not beneficial, we will disperse. You can't believe that I, Su Lang, are normal, but at least you have to believe that beheading the head of an old sword master of the Combshui Kingdom with your own hands is not a good thing for a loose man." For the Sword Immortal of the Xi Country, how big is the temptation."

Lin Gushan sneered and said, "Wouldn't it be better if you took the head of the sword master of the ancient Yu Kingdom and took away the rivers and lakes of more than a dozen countries at that time, and only you, the sword fairy, will be the only one to respect the way of the sword?"

Su Lang twirled a strand of black hair hanging from his temples with one hand and two fingers, and tapped the green bamboo lightly with one hand, looking very casual, "Your Lin Gushan's sword has never entered my eyes."

Lin Gushan, who had a very bad reputation in the world, squinted his eyes, and said with a smirk: "You have a big tone."

Su Lang looked calm, "The truth is never pleasant."

Lin Gushan sneered, and said in a cold voice: "No matter what, Song and Chen are our great enemies today. I and the owner of Maitanglou are waiting for the good news. If you come late, I dare not say that the grudger Will the owner of the mansion building take revenge on you, Su Lang, I, Lin Gushan, will definitely seek justice from you and the royal family of the Songxi Kingdom."

Su Lang stretched out a hand, signaling Lin Gushan to go first.

The sword master swept away.

Su Lang also turned around and darted towards the official road.

But in the middle of the road, Su Lang stopped suddenly, and he saw an innocent and charming girl, dressed in a light yellow pink dress, standing in the middle of the road with a spotless body.

Su Lang walked forward slowly.

The girl took out a secret letter from her sleeve. There was a vermilion seal on it. It was written by the letter writer in case the sender opened it privately. You can tell by looking at it, that guy also said that if you agree, just nod in front of me, that's all, Song Fengshan promised that in the next sixty years, you, Su Lang, will firmly occupy half of the country as a sword fairy."

Su Lang thought for a moment, then took out two gloves sewn with snow-white silk thread from his sleeves, put them on, and beckoned, "Throw them here."

The girl is one of the four evil spirits of the Shushui Kingdom in the ancient temple "Nurse". When leaving Jianshui Villa this time, besides keeping an eye on Song Yushao, just in case of accidents, the most important thing is this secret letter. In the hands of Su Lang, this well-known Green Bamboo Sword Immortal was actually a relative of the Songxi Kingdom's emperor, but his blood was not right, and he had no chance of inheriting the throne long ago.

Su Lang carefully removed the sealing mud. After opening the envelope, he quickly glanced at the contents of the secret letter. The corner of his mouth raised an arc, and then he flicked his wrist, shattering the secret letter. He took off his gloves and put them back in his sleeve. Su Lang nodded and said, "Girl You can go to Song Fengshan to do business. Since Jianshui Villa is so sincere, I, Su Lang, will reciprocate. Tell Song Fengshan, girl, there will be some good news soon, which has something to do with the old sword master. The letter I hope Song Fengshan will do what he says."

At present, the girl is light-hearted with nothing to do, with her hands behind her back, fingers intertwined, and a sweet smile, "Although Song Fengshan doesn't understand customs, he still does things very prudently, compared to us demons who have lived for hundreds or hundreds of years, You need to be sophisticated. So Su Lang, you can rest assured that in the future you will be the ruler of the rivers and lakes in more than a dozen countries, and it is better not to sit on the dragon chair than to sit on the dragon chair."

Su Lang smiled and said: "Then let the girl give me a good word."

"If Sword Immortal Su lacks someone to sleep with in the future, just let me know, and my servant will be there anytime you are called." The girl winked at the man in Yushu Linfeng, let out a series of laughter with silver bells, her figure was unsteady, and then turned into a A billow of green smoke rose from the ground, and soon disappeared in the air.

Su Lang continued to walk alone, but only began to weigh the pros and cons.

It is eager for quick success and instant benefits, and the benefits will be settled early.

Or join forces with Song Fengshan and let him push himself to the high position of the king of the rivers and lakes

Su Lang suddenly burst out laughing. There was a proposal in the secret letter, which was really interesting. Song Fengshan promised that there would be a mighty rivers and lakes between them every ten years. The two would have a peak battle, and he, Song Fengshan, would inherit The sword master title of Jianshui Villa, as a sword master, and Su Lang who monopolizes the title of sword master, engaged in a so-called life-and-death battle, but it was just acting for the Jianghu.In the letter, Song Fengshan even picked out three venues for the fight. The first time he challenged Su Lang, Song Fengshan chose the top of the main hall in the palace of Songxi Kingdom. Su Lang won a big victory, and the second time he chose the sword On the top of the waterfall in Water Villa, Song Fengshan was slightly better, and the third time was at the mass grave in Yanzhi County of Caiyi Country, Su Lang won.

Su Lang thought it was quite interesting.

So he decided to take off the head of the sword master of the ancient Yu country and the head of the owner of the building, as a gift.

Su Lang soon saw the soldiers and horses of the court of the Shushui Kingdom, and Song Fengshan's interlocking plans were still in his mind, and he murmured: "You can still play like this in the world."

In the end, the Sword Immortal of Songxi Country didn't go straight to the army, but turned around suddenly and darted towards the forest alone.

It's still three against two, but the three are Song Yushao, Chen Pingan, and Su Lang.

They will deal with Lin Gushan and the owner of Maitanglou together.

After Su Lang entered the forest mountain road, he deliberately slowed down and said with a smile, "The rivers and lakes are dangerous."

Inside the state city, in an unremarkable and secluded house, there are distinguished guests from the capital staying here. Although the house is not luxurious, it is very clean and clean, with various decorations, full of the elegant atmosphere of a scholarly family, and the location is quiet amidst the hustle and bustle. , obviously spent a lot of thought.

There is a pampered woman standing in the courtyard. Although she is not young, she is well-maintained and her charm is still there. If you don't look closely at the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, she looks like a young woman in her thirties. She is bending over and taking a mouthful In the large tank, food is thrown to feed the fish. There are more than a dozen exquisite goldfishes in it, and there are green water lilies planted there. The golden and green colors complement each other.

Apart from this magnificent woman from the capital, there was only a strong maidservant with a knife in the courtyard, and there was no one else.

But the alleys and streets around the house are full of hidden secrets. Not only are there guards from the army, but also several martial arts masters are hidden in the market. It can be seen from this that this visitor from the capital must have a lot of background.

However, under the heavy protection, the burly maidservant with a sword, who was as tall as a man, collapsed on the ground without warning. Behind the maid appeared a handsome young man holding a folding fan, fanning the breeze, with the hair on his temples fluttering slightly. The woman who was still bending over to eat, the plump woman's figure is full of beauty, the scenery is beautiful, the son only thinks that the scene at this time is so beautiful that it is worthwhile to visit.

The woman stood up, turned her head, and looked at the young man silently.

The young man smiled and said, "Madam, we met in the capital before."

The woman looked calm, and said sarcastically: "When did the children of the Han family in Xiaochongshan have the courage to wrestle with a general?"

After the young man put away the folding fan, he covered his face with his hands, and slowly wiped it off, finally revealing a woman's familiar face. The young man laughed in a voice that was also most familiar to a woman: "Now what?" my good lady"

Before the woman screamed in shock, Han Yuanshan, a child of the Han family in Xiaochongshan, stretched out a finger, and hissed lightly, "Don't worry, ma'am, I, Han Yuanshan, only like to steal hearts and never steal women's bodies. But I believe that one day, Madam is willing to recommend herself as a pillow mat with me."

At this moment, Han Yuanshan, who was showing off Chu Hao's face, pointed to the fish tank, and after a short pause, he continued: "It's the joy of fish and water."

In Rouge County of Caiyi Country, there was an old Confucian scholar with a jade pendant hanging around his waist, standing on the top of the city wall with a dignified expression.

In the capital of the Caiyi Kingdom, in the study room of the imperial palace, there was also an ancient Confucian scholar with his hands behind his back and a jade pendant on his waist. The old man stood by the window without saying a word, while the emperor of the Caiyi Kingdom stood beside him tremblingly, not even daring to sit down.

Gu Yuguo, still a [-]-year-old Confucian scholar in blue shirts, still wears the same jade pendant, he sits in a poorly hired carriage, and despises this young groom who despises that all the way, On the official road twenty miles away from the ancient Yu Kingdom, he was shocked and dumbfounded. With good eyesight, he saw that there were thousands of elite cavalry surrounded by strong soldiers and horses, and a large number of high-ranking officials standing there. There seemed to be another man in a yellow robe standing beside the post road with his hands tied, as if waiting for someone

The scholar in the carriage put down the book in his hand and said to him: "Stop the horse when you arrive at the post station. Don't worry, they are waiting for me. In addition to the deposit paid earlier, the reward privately given to you by the ancient Yu Kingdom court is the rest of me. all expenses."

After saying this, the middle-aged scholar smiled while packing the bookcase: "It's hard to come out, and when you arrive in the country of Shushui, don't be angry with us again."

And in Jianshui Villa, the martial arts lord ceremony is about to be held. In the lobby, there are few faces that appeared in the previous banquet, but there are also many famous bigwigs, both black and white, combing the rivers and lakes of the water country. Heroes, most of them are here.

Song Fengshan sat high on the main seat, seeing these influential figures, he didn't actually have much emotional fluctuations.

Among them, there are many people who are sincere and speculators, some who hide evil intentions, some who judge the situation before placing bets, and even some people in the court who think they can see a big joke.

Not far from Song Fengshan's side, his wife was sitting, well dressed, her grace and demeanor would probably not be lost to the women in the palace.

Of course Song Fengshan has a well-thought-out plan, and some people below think that he is sure of winning.

But neither side expected that the arrival of an uninvited guest broke the years of painstaking planning of both sides.

There was no concierge report at all, and no disciples from Jianshui Villa intervened to stop him. After seeing the person who had registered himself, almost everyone subconsciously saluted and treated the guests with Confucian etiquette.

And the young man wearing a Confucian shirt and a scarf, with a jade pendant hanging around his waist, walked into the hall where the heroes of Jianshui Villa gathered at an inexplicable pace and rhythm. After he crossed the threshold, he looked around and reported himself again, "Guanhu Academy, a sage Zhou Ju."

In the lobby, almost everyone stood up and bowed to this person.

The young man saluted in return, and then took two or three steps forward, looking at the Young Master of Jianshui Villa who was sitting on the main seat.

Song Fengshan's face was gloomy, and the young woman sitting nearby signaled with her eyes that she should not act rashly.

The young sage of Guanhu Academy said in a flat tone: "Han Yuanshan, a descendant of the Han family in Xiaochongshan, can stay in the villa."

Song Fengshan suppressed the anger in his heart, twitched the corners of his mouth, and said slowly: "Unfortunately, Han Yuanshan was still in the villa yesterday, but he is no longer here today. He said that he wanted to visit Dahao Rivers and Mountains on a temporary basis. I don't know who Mr. Academy, if there is anything urgent to do with him, I can tell Han Yuanshan."

The young sage smiled, "As a Jinshi of the Shushui Kingdom, Han Yuanshan is already a student of my Confucianism, but he practices magic kung fu with ulterior motives and harms the whole country. I want to take him to Guanhu Academy to accept punishment. As for how to deal with it, When you arrive at the academy, you will have your own conclusion. Song Fengshan, I am not a sage of the academy, but I, Zhou Ju, want to persuade you that it is not too late to rein in the precipice, and it is not too late to make up for it.”

Song Fengshan leaned his elbows on the handle of the chair, dragged his cheeks, tilted his head like this, and looked at the sage of Guanhu Academy with a smile, taking a leisurely look at him.

Rumor has it that these invaluable teachers and gentlemen, every time they leave the academy and follow orders, they will hang the jade pendant from the sage of the academy on their waists, which can record their experiences and self-cultivation, and show that their words and deeds are upright.The style of the jade pendant is the most simple and elegant peace card in the world, but different sages and gentlemen have different contents of the engraved words on it, but without exception, they have profound meanings, and often contain the expectations and suggestions of the sages in the academy.

Song Fengshan was extremely rude and had no intention of answering. Of course the young woman wanted to smooth things over. After standing up and saluting to the sage of the academy, she smiled and said, "If Han Yuanshan is really like this, I, Jianshui Villa, should act impartially. , I will do my best to help the academy capture this person."

Zhou Ju looked at the woman, and said in a deep voice: "If you hadn't broken the Changsheng Bridge early, you could stand here and speak loudly, otherwise your fate will be no better than Han Yuanshan. People in the way of demons make trouble in the world, and there are chivalrous men." Eliminate demons and protect the way, but if you dare to invade the country's mountains and rivers, our academy will never forgive you lightly."

Song Fengshan sat up straight and stared at Zhou Ju, "You'd better be polite when talking to my wife."

"Fengshan"

The young woman turned her head and let out a low cry. Seeing her anxious eyes, Song Fengshan sighed in his heart, leaned back against the back of the chair, and stopped talking.

At this time, Dou Yang, the self-appointed leader of the Demon Cult, took a sip of wine, slammed the glass on the table, and sneered.

The young sage turned his head to look at the qi trainer, and said: "When I finish my official business in the academy, I will take off the jade pendant around my waist. I hope you, Dou Yang, will still be able to smile."

Dou Yang glanced sideways at the master of the academy, who should be under 30 years old, and said, "Others are afraid of your name in Guanhu Academy, they are so afraid to death, and I, Dou Yang, are also afraid, but because I know the rules of your academy, I don't care about it." As for trembling, what is the threshold for a Confucian sage, what is the bottleneck, and how big is the gap between a gentleman and a gentleman? Afraid of your academy, how dare you let go of your hands and feet to fight with you, but if you have the ability to take off your Confucian shirt and scarf and act like a Jianghu, then I, Dou Yang, will not beat you out of the shit, I will take your name "

The words of the devil Dou Yang are domineering and relieved. Even some big bosses of the Bai Dao think that although this person has done a lot of evil, he has caused bloody storms in the rivers and lakes. In the face of a sage, to say such words is really worthy of the two characters of Jiang Hu

The sage Zhou Ju smiled slightly.

He lowered his head and whispered to the jade plaque: "Sir, listen, I can still resist beating those sages of the academy, that's all, don't I have to endure it when I'm thousands of miles away from the academy?" A mage who trains Qi, well, you will definitely say that you can bear it again and again, and you can be a gentleman again, but I really can't bear it, sir, what do you want to say, hey, hey, you can hear me Oh, what's wrong with the jade badge, sir, you must take good care of those guys from the Academy Manufacturing Bureau, so that's it, don't talk, go back to the academy, sir, and you can change a jade pendant for me."

In the end, everyone saw the young master of the academy who was full of nonsense, stretching out his hands to tightly grasp the jade tablet that seemed to be trembling by itself, and shook it vigorously. Wrapping around the jade tablet and wrapping it like a cocoon, the young sage smiled and took off the jade pendant and put it in his sleeve.

The young woman walked up to Song Fengshan while no one was paying attention, and said with a wry smile: "Fengshan, I remembered that this person is one of the direct disciples of the sage in Guanhu Academy. Among the disciples, this person is the youngest and has a bad temper. Worst, even if he doesn't have the highest ability, he will definitely rank second. He obtained the status of a gentleman at the age of weak crown. It was extremely sensational at that time. Let the sage of the academy personally inspect and assess, so Guanhu Academy has protected him very well, and our intelligence has always recorded him as Zhou Juran, not Zhou Ju."

Dou Yang sat there blankly, swallowing.

Although he didn't know that Zhou Ju was Zhou Juran, Dou Yang still grasped the clues about "beating a sage" and "returning to a gentleman".

So Dou Yang stood up and had to make an apology.

There is no shame in submitting to a Confucian gentleman.

Zhou Ju, who left the academy temporarily as a sage, stretched out his hand and pointed at the mighty devil Dou Yang in the Shushui Kingdom with both fingers, and said with a smile: "My Confucian sages once wrote magnificent poems, and I asked them for posterity. The broken stones in Sichuan are as big as a bucket, and the stones are scattered all over the ground with the wind. Later Zhou Ju replied here, "I have seen it."

For Dou Yang with a burly body, within ten feet of the circle centered on him, a strong wind swept across, the fierce wind was like a land tornado, crazily surrounding this giant of the demonic way.

Dou Yang's end was a veritable failure.

The wind dissipated, and the bones fell to the ground.

The young sage didn't even look at Dou Yang, who had only a skeleton left, raised his head slightly, looked at Song Fengshan, and asked, "Do you know now that I was very polite when I spoke to your wife earlier?"

Song Fengshan was so angry that the veins on the back of his hand were exposed, but the young woman standing beside him stretched out her hand and pressed the back of his hand hard. She smiled and said, "We, husband and wife, of course understand the kindness Master Zhou has given us."

Zhou Ju smiled, "Since Han Yuanshan is not present, then I will not disturb your lord ceremony. I will go find him, and you continue."

The sages of the academy turned around and walked towards the gate. It happened that an old man and a young man returned to Jianshui Villa outside and walked side by side towards the lobby.

Neither side stopped or made a sound, just passing by each other when they crossed the threshold.

The young sage kept staring at the young man with the sword on his back. The latter was a little strange, so he looked back at him, and the two eyes met.

Even though the young man had already entered the lobby, he no longer looked at him. The young sage who was once a gentleman of Guanhu Academy kept turning his head to look at the young man.