salted fish soaring

When Shusheng faced the people around him, he laughed and cursed without any scruples.

But under the crowd, the smile on his face was slightly restrained, but no anger could be seen.

Only the shopkeepers of the black shop who pretended to be the teachers of the academy and sat behind the Shusheng knew that the Shusheng might have cursed in their hearts and greeted Ji Guang's whole family, including his nanny.

But there are still people who don't have long eyes.

Zhao Kui, who was ranked second, got up, walked quickly to the hall, bowed his head to the ground and saluted, and said loudly: "I dare to ask the sage to learn from me."

"Please enlighten me, the sage." The other person got up, and it was Wei Zhanyang who ranked third in the calligraphy and painting test.

The music stopped, the hot wine went cold, and the hall was dead silent.

The ever-burning lights flickered, and the lights burst and crackled.

Young people of this generation are very courageous, the shopkeepers of black shops thought to themselves.

Ji Chen was so excited that he didn't notice the subtle change in the atmosphere. He just took his cousin's hand and shook it violently. The words of thanks came from his heart, but he was thrown away by the latter.

Only then did he come back to his senses, hurriedly stood upright, saluted and echoed, "Please be enlightened, sage."

Everyone stared at Ji Chen in surprise, wondering why you were joining in the fun.

Being a leader is so glorious, as long as you have been a leader, who wants to be a waste again?What good does it do you to admit it?

The sage of calligraphy ignored Ji Guang first, and only said to Zhao Yu and Wei Zhanyang, "You two think that the attainment of calligraphy is better than the word egg on Ji Chen's scroll, right?"

He looks kind, like an elder at home.

"Yes." Zhao Wei gritted his teeth, "My generation of talisman masters studies calligraphy, and I should strive to be the first and not be left behind! Strong is strong, and weak is weak. The disciple left a book on the rock wall, and the brushwork is slightly damaged. If written on paper On the surface, it must be better than the 'egg post'. Ji Chen deceives the saint, and the name is not worthy of the name."

"Please give me another chance to compete with Ji Chen!" Seeing this, Wei Zhanyang hurriedly answered.

At first the hall thought the two were reckless, but now they thought they were a little clever.

If you miss this opportunity, it will be difficult to see the book sage. Instead of missing the inheritance, it is better to take a risk.

Success, one step to the sky.Defeated, Shusheng is the most reasonable teacher, so he won't embarrass the two juniors.

Zhao Kui lifted the hem of his clothes and knelt down to petition.

Wei Zhanyang and Ji Guang followed closely behind.

Ji Chen turned his head to look at them, followed suit stupidly, and actually wanted to kneel.

"Oh, so you think so." The book sage said flatly.He raised his hand, as if he wanted to pat the jade table in front of him.

Master Xuyun, head of Huawei, has been watching the change of his aura, and when he sensed something was wrong, he got up immediately.

Coincidentally, Dean Qingya stepped into the hall quickly: "The sage is honored."

The book sage withdrew his hand temporarily: "Speak."

Xu Yun sat down with a sigh of relief.

He used to have full control over this place, but since the Shu Sheng, Chess Ghost, and Qin Immortal arrived successively, the situation is no longer under his control.

Xian Jianchen's sword energy was still hanging outside the roof of the hall, and when he called his name, he slashed down the thunder light, which was like the four strongest people in the world gathered in Huawei Sect.

This feeling is really suffocating.Especially when he failed to break through and transform into a god, and when his hidden wounds were not healed.

The dean stepped forward, and was about to speak, but after thinking about it, he sent a voice transmission: "There is news from Ziyun Temple, the chess ghost played chess with a young disciple tonight, and he has found his favorite successor. Please go to the Xingxingtai to talk about it tomorrow." .”

The Shusheng's face changed slightly, Song Qianji was discovered?

impossible.He had never heard of Song Qian's opportunity to play chess, he hadn't signed up for a chess test, and he hadn't dealt with people from Ziyun Guan, he didn't even have the chance to see a chess ghost.

And this year's chess test, a genius from a small sect suddenly emerged, named Li Ergou, known as Li Cigou, probably it was him.

That being the case, I don't have to worry about raising doubts anymore.

This kid Ji Chen has a talent for formations. He didn't want the chess ghost to find out, but as long as the opponent doesn't compete with him for Song Qian's opportunity——

Take Ji Chen with me tomorrow, even if it's an extra head, I'll give him away for nothing!

The book sage thought happily, after all, it is the old man who has better luck and is more favored by heaven.

Everyone was extremely curious, not knowing what the dean said, which made the Shu Sheng look very happy.

The book sage said with a smile:

"My generation of talisman masters fought bravely to be the first, and what I said is right. You are not convinced, and I can understand it very well. In this case, at two o'clock tomorrow, come to the Star Picking Platform to watch something. In the Huawei Sect, any young people who practice calligraphy You can read it all, and you might as well try it out, if anyone thinks he can write better, I will accept him as a disciple!"

He decided that after meeting the chess ghost tomorrow, he would take out the "profiteer's nourishment talisman" written by Song Qianji, and announce in public that he would hand over the inheritance to Song Qianji.

Only in this way can we feel elated.

Zhao Kui and Wei Zhanyang were overwhelmed with joy, and they couldn't care less about Ji Chen, who was like a fool. They thanked in unison: "Thank you, saint!"

Everyone was still surprised and couldn't believe it:

"It turns out that the Book Sage is really going to accept disciples!"

"This news spreads, how many people have to go?"

"What does the book sage ask everyone to watch? It sounds like he has already prepared."

Xu Yun's face was gloomy.

The Terrace of Reaching for the Stars is located on a very high terrain, and one can see the whole picture of Huawei at a glance when climbing high and looking far away, which is a symbol of status.

The chess ghost wanted to take his disciples up to watch the chess test, but he pretended to welcome him and lifted the restriction.

But tomorrow morning, everyone will rush forward, and a group of unknown juniors will also come, what's the point?

Patience, endure a knife on the head.Xu Yun persuaded himself that the Dengwen Yahui is finally coming to an end.

After tomorrow, Huawei Sect will still be his Huawei Sect.

People's minds are different.

Ji Guang stood aside, staring at Ji Chen bitterly.

But Ji Chen got up happily, and poured himself a drink as if no one else was around:

"Good wine, good wine!"

Raising a glass to invite the moon, no one drank to each other, he suddenly thought of Song Qianji.

I don't know where Brother Song is at this time, is he satisfied after drinking his fruit wine?

He has collected a lot of good wine, next time we meet, I will treat Brother Song to a good drink!

……

The cold moon is lonely, and the night wind blows the distant roar of animals and the sound of water.

Torches, lanterns, and spotlights illuminate the mountains and forests extremely brightly, and also illuminate every young face.

Some looked nervous, some trembled slightly, but no one took a step back.

Song Qianji took a step forward, and the three layers of formation inside and outside moved a step.

Zhao Yuping was in a dilemma.

He never knew that a group of low-level cultivators could be so united, and because of their unity, they possessed a huge deterrent force.

Arrest a few young disciples to demonstrate and kill them as an example?I'm afraid it will cause more anger, so I want to kill him immediately.

It's better to capture the thief first, and capture the king first. As long as Song Qianji is captured, all the disciples from the outer sect will be wary, and no one will dare to act rashly.

He winked behind him.

Zhao Taiji's six trusted followers came with him, without Zhao Taiji's support, he would not have dared to come here tonight.

"Wait a minute!" A shriek sounded like thunder.

A red shadow seemed to appear out of thin air and stopped in front of him.

Zhao Yuping was startled, and hurriedly took two steps back.Seeing the person coming, his expression changed.

The deacons and everyone in the Law Enforcement Hall panicked and subconsciously took away the magic weapon.

The person who came was Chen Hongzhu.

Xu Wangshan laughed softly: "Senior Brother Song, how are you doing? Thanks to my quick response, I sent a message talisman to inform the young lady first!"

Qiu Dacheng: "Hey, Senior Brother Song, don't listen to him, I thought of this idea first! Take me to bet next time!"

Song Qianji couldn't help laughing.

Chen Hongzhu asked: "What do you want to do?"

"Arrest the rebel disciples!" Zhao Yuping said confidently, "Outer sect disciples broke into the star picking platform at night, violated the sect's rules, but did not want to repent."

Chen Hongzhu looked at him for a moment, until he felt hairy in his heart, and then said:

"You led people to fight, and the blood flowed like a river. If other sects know about it, they will condemn Huawei Sect for being out of order. Where do you place Huawei Sect's prestige? Make way, and I will take care of this matter."

Zhao Yuping saluted her respectfully, but said in his mouth: "Is this the meaning of the head master, or is it your meaning?"

Chen Hongzhu raised his hand, and shouted loudly: "Huawei's real order is here, if you see the order, you will see the master, and quickly retreat!"

The token is golden and shining brightly.

You can come and go freely within the Huawei Sect, or you can order the three halls.

Song Qianji was speechless, and used public equipment for private use.

Still not reconciled, Zhao Yuping took a deep look at Song Qianji.

However, the situation tonight is at this point, and there is nothing to do.

"Yes!"

They go as they come.It recedes like a tide, leaving no trace.

All the outer disciples breathed a sigh of relief, looked at each other, and suddenly laughed loudly.

The sound shook the mountains and forests, and the birds flew in fright.

……

Song Qianji was supported by Meng Heze and returned to Song Yuan.

"It's dangerous tonight, but luckily there was no danger." Meng Heze laughed.

Song Qianji shook his head: "It's not dangerous."

"Senior brother says it's not dangerous, so it's not dangerous." Meng Heze said, "Senior brother is drunk, get some rest! I'll cook noodles for senior brother tomorrow."

Song Qianji nodded, and suddenly shouted to the door: "Come in."

Meng Heze turned his head.

It turned out that Chen Hongzhu had been following behind them.

Meng Heze saw that the two of them seemed to have something to say, and thanked her for saving the siege tonight, so he smiled at her and walked away.

Chen Hongzhu didn't smile.

The arrogance on her face was swept away, and her expression was heavy.

Late at night, the dew is heavy, and the flowers and plants in the garden stretch their figures under the moonlight.

It seemed as if the night wind blowing into this small courtyard became gentler.

Chen Hongzhu stood under the flower stand, looking at Song Qianji who was sitting comfortably on the recliner.

He always seemed at ease.

He has that kind of ability, he should be a very complicated person, but his life is very simple and easy to satisfy.

"If you make such a fuss tonight, Huaweizong won't be able to keep you anymore." She heard her voice slightly astringent.

Song Qianji smiled: "I was going down the mountain. Did you forget?"

Chen Hongzhu was startled.

He looked at him blankly, as if meeting this person for the first time.

Her eyes gradually turned cold:

"It's not until today that you instigated all the disciples of the outer sect to fight against the rebellion of the sect?"

Song Qianji didn't speak.

These people were not born to work for the sect, so why did they talk about "rebellion".

Chen Hongzhu just took it as his default.

Since they met on the Dead Water Bridge, it seems that they have no common ground except that they don't like Miaoyan, and they always stand on the opposite side.

She didn't want to admit it, but she had to admit it.

She suddenly said: "Go down the mountain, go overnight, go immediately."

As soon as Song Qianji left, the dragons had no leader, and the disciples had no one to teach them, so they would gradually renounce.

Otherwise, if the entire outer sect is really driven down the mountain, what is the prestige of the Huawei Sect?Not to mention other sects, Dayan Sect must have the happiest smile.

If this matter is publicized, it will definitely affect the future disciples of the sect.

"I'm not leaving." Song Qianji said.

Chen Hongzhu's face turned white and blue, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"If you want me to apologize, you can. I shouldn't have stopped you by force, sorry!"

Song Qianji still shook his head.

Chen Hongzhu was angry from the heart, and shouted: "What else do you want? Magical artifacts, exercises, spirit stones? Tell me!"

Song Qianji: "I want a place where I can grow things."

Chen Hongzhu was confused: "A place? Plant something?"

Huawei Sect is the overlord of Tianxi Continent, and there are thousands of affiliated countries and territories. Countless mortals enshrine the head and the golden statues of Huawei Sect's high-level officials to increase their luck.

She suddenly realized: "You want a fief?"

Song Qianji nodded: "That's right."

"You want a city?" She has dozens of mortal cities under her name, so things are not difficult.

"Do not."

"You want a country?"

"No." Song Qianji said, "I want a county."

Chen Hongzhu took a deep breath: "I can't decide this matter, I have to discuss it with my father and other peak leaders."

Song Qianji smiled: "Go."

Chen Hongzhu crossed the threshold, without looking back, just said: "I think I'm smart, it's easy to ask God, it's hard to send God away, I've learned."

The sound drifted in the wind, but Song Qianji couldn't hear it clearly.

He was still a little dizzy, and fell asleep when he entered the room.

……

early morning.

The clear sunlight slanted into the house, kissing Song Qianji's thick eyelashes lightly.

He woke up rubbing his eyes.

That night, he dreamed of a big tree that pierced the sky and the earth. It was dying, but it regained its vitality.

Song Qianji thought, he slashed his sword to the sky in the chess game last night, so it turned out to be a good dream.

He chuckled lightly, feeling relieved, and suddenly touched something in his sleeve.

Half volume thin volume.

The smile on the corner of his mouth froze instantly.

The whistling night wind, the solitary mountain pavilion, the sky full of stars, and the sick old man... Scenes and scenes rushed into my mind.

Song Qianji was startled and jumped off the bed, feeling completely cold from head to toe.

He flipped through the book quickly, looking at ten lines at a glance, holding his breath to read carefully.

The criss-crossing chessboard lines and scattered black and white chess pieces caught his eyes and flowed rapidly, forming a complicated and changing formation.

This is not a game book, this is a secret book of formations!

Song Qianji scratched his hair, wishing he could slap himself.

What the hell have I done? !

It's not the fruit wine problem, it's not the fault of Ji Chen, it's the fault of him not knowing how much he can drink.

In his previous life, he needed to be sober all the time, never drank alcohol, and only envied others who could drink.

If you knew it earlier, you could use the aura in your body to dissolve the alcoholic power.

Unexpectedly, the Immortal Spring can nourish meridians and heal injuries, but even a little fruit wine can't cure it.

useless.

Song Qianji rushed out of the room, facing the bright morning sun, and shouted to the wisteria on the flower stand: "It's a waste of time to drink!"

The wisteria strings trembled in the morning breeze, as if they were laughing at him.

Song Qianji patted the cucumber vine: "Don't drink anymore! Don't dare to drink anymore!"

The cucumbers were hidden in the bottom of the leaves, and they didn't bother to pay attention to him.

"I took something from someone else, can I return it?" He poked the potato leaf.

The potato just shook the leaves, shaking off a huge dewdrop.

Drops on the back of the hand, ice cold.

It's not as good as Song Qianji's heart is cold.