See Jiangshan

After such a bad thing happened, Cheng Qianren didn't have the mood to go back to study for a while, so he asked Danshan's disciples to set up a sword array to test their recent experience.

The summoned disciples were very excited.After all, this is the first official order issued by Master Cheng Shan after taking over, besides telling everyone to eat chicken as soon as possible.

They poured into the back of the Danshan Mountain from all directions, and after a while they lined up neatly on the grass on the hillside, their clothes facing the wind, looking like a white ocean from afar.

Huai Qing Huai Ming enters the formation and stands in a certain position.

Huaiqing: "What Master Fu Shan brought to Ci'en Temple was the simplest sword formation of 30 people. You have seen it before. Now it is a large formation of [-] people."

Cheng Qianren looked at the slightly unfamiliar faces with excited expressions, and said loudly: "Thank you for your hard work, let's start."

With a bang, more than a hundred swords were unsheathed at the same time, and the bright sword light cut through the morning mist.

The formation changes rapidly, like the undulating waves of the vast sea.

The battle was not for watching, Cheng Qianren drew his sword and flew into the stormy sea.

Huge pressure rushed towards his face, his energy surged, and there were numerous sword shadows.

These disciples were far inferior to him in cultivation, but they cooperated tacitly and attacked alternately from all directions, forcing him to respond with a quick sword.

But for every sword he stabs every second, the damage is shared by more than ten people, or even dozens of people.

Cheng Qianren walked around in the formation, trying his best to observe each disciple's sword movement, the more he observed it, the more subtle it became.

When he traveled all over the world, he saw many large formations, and the people who formed the formations were practicing the same kind of exercises. At first glance, they were very neat.But no matter how well he practiced, there are always differences in his cultivation base. He can instantly find the weakest point to attack and break through, causing the opponent's formation to collapse.

The Danshan Sword Formation is different.The disciples usually practice different sword tactics, each with their own strengths, but they are combined in a special way, like the most precise mortise and tenon structure, the movements are seamless, the breath is harmonious, and they are integrated as one.It is as indestructible as a copper wall and an iron wall.

'Gentlemen are harmonious but different'.He went to battle alone, and suddenly remembered that in Qiu Ming's notes, he described the true meaning of the Danshan Sword Formation in this way.

It turned out to be the case.

If it can be expanded and slightly changed, it may be used in the battlefield. This matter needs to be discussed with the old man...

"Close up!"

After ordering like thunder, Fu Keji arrived at some point, followed by two Jiange elders.

More than a hundred people retreated in an orderly manner at the same time, their steps were not chaotic, and they retracted freely.

All the disciples moved out of the way and saluted together, and Fu Keji strode forward.

Cheng Qianren patted the grass and dust on his body, put his sword back into its sheath, and greeted him casually: "Here we are."

Fu Keji frowned and looked around, Cheng Qianren was one against a hundred, and was in a stalemate with the sword formation for an hour, without being injured or hurting anyone.It seemed that he was overthinking.

After Cheng Qianren greeted him, he named dozens of disciples and spoke one by one. Those disciples looked excited and nodded frequently.

After half an hour, all the disciples saluted and left, Fu Keji asked: "Are you guiding them?"

"I haven't practiced Jiange swordsmanship before, so it's not considered a guide, let's communicate with each other." After reading the real person Qiuming's insights on various swordsmanship, Cheng Qianren believed that he had benefited a lot.

Fu Keji was silent for a moment: "You are really a good mountain master."

Cheng Qianren: "...I'm really not."

It's the second time, a curse-like evaluation.horrible.

He turned to the two elders: "What happened again?"

"More than three hundred people came from outside the mountain gate this morning, claiming to be Nanyuan students. I temporarily placed them in Zixiao Palace. But they want to see you."

As the opening ceremony and the signing day approached, Jiange was too busy to keep up.Fu Keji knew that Cheng Qianren intended to make a breakthrough, so he didn't bother him with ordinary things.Huaiqing and Huaiming have rich experience in governing Danshan, and the arrangements are well organized without any mistakes.But it was a troubled time, and there were always some things that Cheng Qianren had to decide by himself.

For example, Nanyuan students who defected to him.

In the second year of the dean's long journey, the world was in chaos, and Nanyuan announced the suspension of classes and closing the school without waiting for all parties to lobby. The students graduated early and went their separate ways.

Those young talents, the pride of heaven, bid farewell to the desk paper and pen, and with the ambition to travel the world, they joined the military court, the clan family, and even the rebel army against the king.

Only Mr. Xi, the deacon, the inspection team, and a very small number of students who refused to leave remained in the courtyard and were sheltered by the college.Cheng Qianren once told Gu Xuejiang that the neutral position in Nanyuan is very good in Wensi Street Flower Building, if you retreat, you can live in a corner, and if you advance, there is a lot to do in the world.

There are also some students who are dissatisfied with this kind of freedom, and think that the attitude of Vice President Hu Yizhi's "no choice, always neutral" makes the college "down".If Dean Cheng is still there, with his determination and courage, he will gather the power of Nanyuan together to create a great cause, and he will surely be famous in history.

Cheng Qianren didn't know much about these situations: "Then I'll go now, let's go."

On the way, he also discussed with Fu Keji about the Danshan Sword Formation and Yuxuguan's release of the lottery.

Before Zixiao Palace arrived, they heard the sound of dispute first.

"The owner of the mountain has been reported, please wait a little longer."

"Who knows if you have a pass, we see our own dean, why make us wait?!"

It turned out that Nanyuan's students lost patience after waiting for a long time, and Jiange's disciples always had a cold face to the outside world, so a few people felt that Jiange was neglecting them.

"Mountain Lord."

When Cheng Qianren and his party entered the hall, all the disciples saluted in unison.

"Dean Cheng is here!"

After not wearing hospital uniforms, Nanyuan students dressed in different clothes.Some wear armor, some wear brocade robes, and some wear long shirts with books.The crowd was noisy and rushed forward.

Cheng Qianren: "Everyone sit down first. Did you come together? What happened?"

The students backed away, the crowd was excited, and no one was seated.

"I am originally a disciple of Nanyuan, so I should follow the principal."

"I heard that Jiange is going to form an alliance with the imperial court, and I also want to contribute to resisting the demons..."

"Since you are back, please return to Nanyang City to reopen the hospital, we are waiting for you!"

Cheng Qianren sat down and rubbed between his eyebrows: "Talk one by one."

A well-dressed and well-dressed student was particularly active: "We came from different places, met halfway, and walked together. I got news that there are many senior brothers and sisters on the way, and they should arrive one after another in the next few days." .”

He seemed to have some prestige, and his voice was loud, and the others gradually fell silent.

Cheng Qianren originally thought that they went up the mountain to ask for help, or they had trouble outside or were bullied, so they asked for their own backing, it was fine.But now the situation is not always the case.

He responded, and the student hurried forward a few steps as if he had been greatly encouraged: "Dean Cheng, you should have come back a long time ago. I, Nanyuan, are the number one college in the southern mainland. Who doesn't know what it is like now?" My heart aches! Please gather your classmates who are separated from each other, so that everyone can unite as soon as possible.”

Cheng Qianren: "You guys are here..."

"We are here to join you on behalf of the academy. A man was born in troubled times, and all he wants is to make contributions. We are not willing to be inferior to others. We are willing to compete with you in the Central Plains, share and eat."

The crowd fell silent suddenly, with the sound of breathing in and out, and the Jiange disciples behind Cheng Qianren looked at each other in blank dismay.

The student in Jinyi waved his sleeves and asked everyone: "Are you afraid? What are you afraid of? What kind of hero dares to be called 'King of Qingzhou'? Isn't Dean Cheng worthy of being called 'King of Yunyang'?"

Nanyang City used to be called 'Yunyang'.This remark is a big rebellion.

How to gather Nanyuan's power, unite several major sects, how to negotiate with the imperial court, and sign a treaty.After the danger of the demon clan is resolved, Cheng Qianren will be granted the title of king with a different surname, making Nanyang and Changzhou belong to Nanyuan College for self-government.He talked eloquently, and his voice echoed in the tall and wide palace.

The words were very provocative, and some students' eyes became fanatical, and they gradually stood behind him, and those who were a little more sober were frightened by them, looked at other people's expressions, and dared not express their opinions.

"Finished?" Cheng Qianren asked.

"Dean please make a decision as soon as possible, don't miss this opportunity!"

"First, you guys cannot represent Nanyuan College. Nanyuan is there, and it will not be represented by anyone, including me." Cheng Qianren said indifferently, "Second, the world is not peaceful, we should make it peaceful , rather than more chaos. I intend to unite the sect and the imperial court to resist the demons, but not to become king. I did not act well when I was young, and you may have misunderstood me... You should not come here, just go down the mountain Come on, go recruit soldiers and buy horses, and compete in the Central Plains."

Cheng Qianren's words were like pouring cold water on his head. The student was startled, his voice trembling: "If it wasn't for you, who would come here all the way? How can you live up to everyone's expectations?! You don't want to be responsible for Nanyuan If you don't want to fight for Nanyuan's profit, it doesn't matter if the dean doesn't do it!"

The other person stepped forward to support him, fighting against the enemy, and pointed at Cheng Qianren: "I used to respect you, but now I despise you. I want to tell the world that you have a false name and do not deserve to be respected and loved at all!"

"Presumptuous!" Some Jiange disciples couldn't bear to listen, and suddenly drew their swords.

Seeing this, the rest of the disciples drew their swords together and stared angrily.

Cheng Qianren raised his hand to stop, just smiled: "Oh, whatever."

He signaled Huaiqing to see off the guests, got up and left the hall.

The mountain wind is lingering, blowing away the misty mist.

Cheng Qianren recalled that many years ago, because of Lan Tingyan's absence, he faced more intense criticism than this in the college. He was young and energetic at that time, and a group of people were speechless by himself.It's a pity that I don't have time or leisure now, let them go.

Fu Keji left with him: "Are you leaving like this? Are you afraid that those people will slander your reputation?" Since he was a child, he has shouldered the burden of being the young master of the Jiange, and the reputation of the Jiange comes first in everything.

"I am not a villain, nor a gentleman; I am not a villain, nor a sage. I am just an ordinary person. I know who I am, and a clear conscience is enough."

"I don't live by their so-called 'expectation', and no one can use a false name to hold me in midair. Use righteousness and expectations to force me to submit."

"What if someone has to force you to explain?"

Cheng Qianren: "Then I can say a few more words."

Fu Keji seriously asked for advice: "What are you talking about?"

Cheng Qianren said calmly: "Fuck you. What are you?"

Fu Keji was shocked and speechless.

They are no longer the students of the two colleges, but the mountain masters in charge of one side. Why is Cheng Qianren still like this...

After a while, Huaiqing caught up from behind: "Master Cheng Shan. I have already sent those fellow Taoists down the mountain. The others refused to leave, saying that they didn't think so. There are 260 people in total, and Huaiming accommodated them. Zixiao Palace, Biyou Palace."

Cheng Qianren turned to Fu Keji: "Look, most of them are normal people. Even if they don't, what can they do. Fuck it."

Fu Keji was shocked again: "Are you in a bad mood recently?"

Cheng Qianren smiled and said nothing.

Chaoge Que is coming to release the lottery, can I be in a good mood?

Under the influence of the real Qiu Ming, when he is uneasy, he will involuntarily say "cultivate the Tao, eat and sleep", and repeating it several times will help calm the mind and guard against arrogance and impetuosity.

Concentrate on eating when eating, concentrate on sleeping when sleeping, and don't think about other things in your mind.Although he doesn't need to eat and sleep, the same goes for reading and practicing swords.

Cheng Qianren finished reading "Xiaohan's Reverie" tonight, and at the end of this volume of notes recording his perception of sword tactics, he unexpectedly saw his practice of Jianjiangshan.But Qiu Ming only wrote two sentences.

The first sentence is "collecting the great achievements of a hundred schools of thought", but he didn't understand the second sentence - "When you see the mountains and rivers, you should see the peaks, and you should not climb them."

He pushed open the door and went out to practice sword all night under the moonlight in the courtyard.

If you don’t understand it, let it go for now. There are not many volumes of notes left. On the second night, Cheng Qianren opened "Bai Lu Nonsense" and was surprised that this volume was very different from the others. Qiu Ming wrote what he had seen in his life and was worth remembering people.

There are many big figures in the works, such as His Majesty the Emperor.

"He came to Yuxu Temple to ask for a lottery. I said that he would be victorious on this trip, but he still wanted to ask about the future. I was young at the time and didn't understand people's hearts. I said bluntly that he was successful in his youth, brilliant in his middle age, and depressed in his old age. He looked very good. Not happy, walked away."

"People are always like this. When their own fate is not good, they blame the fortune teller."

Cheng Qianren felt lost for no reason, then turned back.

Qiumu also wrote about his master, a true immortal who broke the void hundreds of years ago and left this world.

"...Master took me to travel across the mainland on a cloud, and came to the deep sky above the snowy region. We met a young man. He sat on the top of a towering black tower, with a pair of light golden eyes, innocent expression, and a beautiful face. About my age. He glanced at Master, but they didn’t speak. I went up to chat with him and asked him what he was doing sitting here? Is it cold? He said it wasn’t cold, he was waiting for an epiphyllum to bloom.”

Cheng Qianren didn't know why.

"It wasn't until I returned to Jiange and Master passed away that I realized that person, or should not be said person, he was the devil king. Master went to see him to try to kill him. This realization sent chills down my spine, and since then I began to think, is it possible that the Demon Lord was killed?"

After a hundred years, Cheng Qianren also felt chills down his spine when he read this.

Qiu Ming actually met the Demon King.

People in this world have a deep-rooted notion that the devil is immortal.

"There are tides in the river and sea, and the waxing and waning of the moon. The power of the devil king comes from the heaven and the earth, so there must be a cycle of strength and weakness. Kill him when he is weakest."

"The devil lives in symbiosis with the heavens and the earth, manpower cannot reach him, so to kill him, one must borrow the power of the heavens and the earth."

Qiu Ming wrote a lot of analysis hypotheses, and finally left only one abstract sentence with unclear meaning——"Borrow three days of spring from the sky." '

This page of notes was astonishing and left a deep impression on Cheng Qianren. When he sat in Yuxu Temple and looked at the vast sea of ​​clouds outside the window, those words still lingered in his mind.

He was wearing a solemn silver-white dress with wide sleeves and drooping sleeves. The hem of the clothes was finely painted with patterns of Jiange, sea of ​​clouds and green pine, without any wrinkles.At the waist is the jade pendant from Ning Fu, the master of the mountain, and her black hair is tied in the jade crown.

Yuxu Temple, which looks bleak and lonely, has long been spotless. Huaiqing and Huaiming helped him sit behind the long desk, arranged his sleeves for him, and placed a row of ebony sticks on the desk.Then light the censer and put down the white veil.

The green smoke curled up, the white gauze was hazy, it really looked like that.

Cheng Qianren didn't have the real ability to solve the lottery, so they had to work harder on the rituals, and the group tossed from the fourth watch to the dawn.

Huai Ming pointed to the row of lottery tubes and said: "Put a few more pretense, the signatures are really not enough, I copied some poems and mixed them in. So the three on the right, you must not move."

Cheng Qianren responded absently: "Oh, I see."

Huaiqing: "Then we're leaving, hold on tight, don't mess up the dress."

At the hour of Chen, the guard of honor from Chaoci Palace was approaching, and the entire Jiange was on alert. Fu Keji led a group of elders and disciples to greet him outside the mountain gate.

No matter how indifferent Cheng Qianren looked, Chao Geque still came.Amidst the solemn ceremony and music, amidst the curiosity and anticipation of all the disciples, they came to the place where Jiange unwrapped the lottery.

Yuxu looked far away, and Cheng Qianren could only vaguely hear the music, estimating the progress and time of the ceremony.

After the music disappeared, I don't know how long it had passed, the old wooden door creaked, and a white veil was blown by the mountain wind.

Just like a sharp sword hanging above the head is about to fall, that person came.

Behind the curtain, the hazy shadow approached step by step.

Chao Ge Que's face was covered with a bronze ghost mask, and his black robes swept the floor. An orchid-like hand stretched out from under his wide sleeves, leaning on a black scepter.Cheng Qianren knew that it was Chao Ci Sword.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk."

As he walked, the scepter struck the blue bricks, and the sound was dull.

Cheng Qianren sat upright, her heart beating violently for no reason.

The man sat upright on the futon outside the white gauze, laying the Cijian beside him.

Then there was a long silence, and no one spoke.

Cheng Qianren looked at him through the gauze curtain.Suddenly realized that Nan Yuan had left, after many years, he still clearly remembered his face behind the mask.

However, with their relationship, it seems that there is no need for pleasantries.

"What are you here for?"

Chaoge Que: "For what I want in my heart, whether it can be fulfilled."

Still the familiar deep voice.Thinking about it, his face didn't change much.

Cheng Qianren raised his hand, the gauze curtain parted, and he pushed out a stick.

Take it from Chaoge Que and hand it back to him.

Cheng Qianren took the lottery and read slowly: "There is a dream in Huangliang, there are thousands of mountains and rivers, and the world always meets...?!"

what? !

The other party's calm voice sounded: "Shanzhu, you took the wrong lottery, I don't ask about the marriage."

Chaoge Que drew another one quickly, and said to himself:

"once having seen the best, the rest is not worthwhile looking."

Chao Ge Que draw again.

"May I be like the star king like the moon, and the night and night flow bright and clean."

The sky is thunderbolt.Cheng Qianren felt the blood rushing to his head all over his body.

This spicy chicken Huai Ming!

It seemed that because there were only the two of them in Yuxu Temple, Chaoge Que hesitated for a moment, then reached out to remove the mask.

Cheng Qianren stopped pretending, knocked over the lottery container, and lifted the curtain: "Why are you laughing?!"

Wooden swabs were scattered all over the floor.