Sword Cultivation Behavior Map [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

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Briquette is an intelligent cat who stood out among palace cats at a young age and became a clawed bodyguard serving the owner, His Majesty, Brother Jun.

It also has an advantage far beyond some two-legged beasts in the court, that is, knowing the current affairs.

After realizing that His Majesty the owner had something to say to the beautiful sword repairman, the coal ball ran away without a sound, and went to find the beautiful sister Ceng Maofan who always took care of it in the pavilion.

Brother Jun followed Chuuxue to the house. He took a look and saw that the layout of the room was very unusual. There were dressing tables, colorful bird screens, and a big gaudy bathtub. At first glance, he knew that it was not Chuuxue's preference.

If the guess is correct, this room is the most upscale room in the Xunxiang Pavilion, and it should be the top oiran in the pavilion on weekdays.

Brother Jun glanced around, the room was very quiet, except for the two of them, there was no one else.

The air is filled with a faint scent of jasmine, which is Fubuki's preference.On weekdays, he doesn't use this incense, only before preparing for the battle.

Obviously, he was ready.

Burning incense and bathing, meditating on the sword, and waiting until the last three days before the battle, he will start fasting.

This is his habit, and it is also a respect for his opponent and himself.

Brother Jun understood him, but he didn't understand why he chose to settle in this Xunxiang Pavilion.

"Because of dexterity." Fubuki explained.

Fubuki's habit is to wash himself clean before the battle, and he has to be neat and tidy.

But he has lived in the manor for a long time, and he doesn't go out a few times a year. Even if he goes out, he always lives in his own property, so there is always no shortage of people around him to serve him.

As a result, he himself is not very good at taking care of himself, which is fine on weekdays, but this time he is competing with Ah Cheng, which is extremely sacred, and he does not want to have a bad influence on Ah Cheng.

So, he came to the Xunxiang Pavilion and hired the three most famous oirans in the whole imperial city, and asked them to help.

The oiran is worthy of being an oiran, she is ingenious, the clothes are washed clean, and the clothes for him are also very well matched. What makes him most satisfied is that they do not hurt him at all when they tie his hair.

Unlike his maids, as long as he asked them to tie his hair neatly, they would tie it tightly for him.

Fuxue and the maids had raised this issue, but the maids and sisters told him that it looked better if it was tied tightly.

However, he was really in pain.

If it weren't for his natural thick hair, he even suspects that he is bald now.

For this, Brother Jun expressed deep sympathy, and secretly rejoiced that the Tao father-in-law who was in charge of his dressing was delicate and weak enough to not pluck his hair at all.

Brother Jun patted Chuuxue on the shoulder, and when the subject changed, he mentioned his primary purpose.

"I'm sorry." He said, "My negligence caused you to have a new addition to Ximen's family."

Chuixue paused, as if thinking about what this new term meant, and soon thought of Ximen Ye.

"It's okay." Chuuxue shook her head, "It's affordable."

Brother Jun hesitated for a moment, "Then your family..."

Fuxue thought of himself who was still in the village not long ago, he was so out of place, as if living in a world, no matter what he could not connect with the joy of everyone in the village.

"They are very happy." Fuxue said, "Ah Fu is very motivated."

"Then..." Brother Jun asked again, "Your father?"

Fubuki didn't speak, but turned her head slightly, looking at the dark night through the half-open window.

At this moment, he thought a lot, from the well-known Mrs. Yu in the Northern Territory to the evil and majestic Jade Leader, and then his thoughts went all the way north from the scorching desert to the Ridge of Dayu, the place closest to the sky, Snow mountain top.

There are two steles standing there, one is called Tianya and the other is called Tomb.

It's just that the Tianya Monument is made of granite, and it will stand still despite the wind and rain.And the mound of the grave is the waste material used for stepping in the toilets in the village. After so many years, it has been cracked under the ravages of the storm on the mountain.

The kind that even split the three characters of Yu Luocha, it seems that the figure of this person in Chuuxue's heart has already been torn apart.

Fuxue withdrew her gaze, and said to Brother Jun indifferently but ruthlessly, "There is no need to worry about the thoughts of the dead."

"After all, the graves are covered with grass."

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At the same time, the desert of the Western Regions.

Yu Luocha, who seldom reviewed the official affairs of the school, suddenly felt a chill, and accidentally broke the wolf hair jade pen in his hand.

Appeared, a familiar feeling, is Fubuki's curse.

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After that, Brother Jun and Chuuxue chatted about some homework.

Fuxue said that he and Acheng originally made an appointment on the Zijin Mountain on August [-]th, but unfortunately the weather was unpredictable, and Acheng encountered a typhoon when he was about to set off.

It's so big that even those half-human half-fish who like to sing at night to disturb the people are swept into the sky.

Acheng's boat was gone, and it was broken into pieces.

The most frightening thing was that the typhoon was accompanied by thunder and lightning, which almost struck Ah Cheng.

According to the letter sent by Acheng later through Haidongqing, the people in Acheng were fine, but their clothes were burned.It was the only new dress that Acheng had without accessories, and the coat was the yarn that he specially asked the big turtle to go to the deep sea to find it in order to fight against Fuxue.

Fubuki expressed his understanding, the summer weather in the south is always so weird.Just like himself, he was almost hacked on the way back to the Northern Territory.

It's still a thunderbolt.

However, it is said that the southerners have long been familiar with it.Thunderbolt in the clear sky, who hasn't seen a few?

Due to force majeure, Ah Cheng had no choice but to drop the covenant at Zijin Mountain, and Chuuxue was actually similar, because when he returned home, he suddenly found that his backyard had been stolen.

The flowers and plants that he carefully cultivated are all gone.

He was a little sad, a little sad, and it took him a long time to adjust his mentality.

Later, he and A Cheng re-agreed, and only then did they have this full-moon agreement.

It's just that Chuuxue was a little puzzled, why did he ask for a fight on the roof of the emperor's house.

It's not high enough, and the place is not flat enough, and it is estimated that there will be idle people waiting to disturb it.

Chuuxue explained his doubts to Brother Jun, and Brother Jun understood that Ah Cheng just wanted to take the opportunity to understand everything and go through the rebellion process, so that he could stay and fly with Chuuxue afterwards.

But Brother Jun couldn't say that.This is a surprise prepared by Acheng for Chuuxue, it would not be good enough if he said it.

So, Brother Jun closed his mouth.

Chuuxue didn't become suspicious. After all, Brother Jun was a swordsman, and taciturnity was the true nature of their swordsmanship.

But the two brothers had been separated for many years, and finally got together happily. According to Ah Fu's teaching, it is not in line with social etiquette for both of them to be silent at this time.

Fubuki decided to change the subject to break the silence.

So, he asked, "Where do you live now?"

Brother Jun didn't answer directly, but stood up and walked to the balcony.

Chuuxue followed, came to the balcony and stood at a high place, and stood with Brother Jun behind his back, looking at the sky and the bright moon.

After a long time, Brother Jun suddenly raised his hand.

He pointed to the distance, that magnificent and majestic place.

"There," he said.

After Fuxue looked at it, his pupils shrank instantly, and under that expressionless handsome face, a shocking tsunami that was not weaker than the typhoon in the South China Sea was set off in his heart——

Isn't there the palace?

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Fubuki: So, you are not going to inherit the family business?

Brother Jun: Yes.

Fubuki pondered for a moment, feeling that something was wrong, and it seemed that everything was wrong.

But there is one thing that he wants to understand.

No wonder Ah Cheng met him on the top of the Forbidden City. It turned out that he wanted to facilitate their mutual good brother Ah Jun to witness this sacred night.

He got it.

What they fought was not the Hall of Supreme Harmony, which symbolizes the supreme imperial power, but the roof of Ajun's house.

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Ah Cheng, who just wanted to facilitate rebellion: ...

Ok?

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Chuuxue on the left was emotionally charged, while Brother Jun on the right felt nothing.

The two swordsmen, you look at the palace, and I look at the sky, letting the bright moonlight shine on them.

Once again, the scene fell into a mysterious silence.

No one knew what they were doing, but they themselves knew that they were communicating heart-to-heart in the unique language of sword cultivators, the non-verbal talk between sword cultivators and sword cultivators.

I don't know how long it has passed, maybe it was the third watch, the souls of Chuuxue and Brother Jun finally returned from the unknown sword repair palace in the sky to the present and the past.

Jungkook sighed.

Jianxiu's communication made him and Fuxue feel the intimacy of his half-brothers again, and it also opened his heart to Jun, who finally decided to confide his recent troubles to Fuxue.

There were too many people looking forward to the Battle of the Forbidden Peak, which shocked people from all corners of the country, and countless sword cultivators came to witness it and offer their blessings on behalf of sword cultivators.

From the master to the young eagle, from the south of the sky to the north of the earth.

There was even a sword cultivator with his family and all the hopefuls who came to pay their respects.

That's right, it was Dugu Yihe.

The old man was originally in retreat, but when he heard the blowing snow at the city gate to make an appointment for a battle, he sat up in shock and fell asleep in the middle of the gate. He took his seven apprentices, Sanying and Sixiu, and set off overnight, galloping at full speed.

Facing such enthusiastic fellow sword cultivators, how could Brother Jun, who is also a sword cultivator, dampen everyone's interest?

However, after all, the imperial palace has the rules of the imperial palace, bearing the majesty of Dayu and the face of the old Gu family, even if Brother Jun is the emperor, he cannot let idlers enter at will.

Whether it is the number of people or the area where you can move around, there must be restrictions.

Brother Jun discussed with Spinach, and decided to take out the silk and satin specially used for the palace from the royal treasury and divide it into eight sections, as a voucher for temporary entry and exit from the palace.

Brother Jun didn't know much about Jianghu, and he didn't know who was the most suitable person to distribute the ribbon to, so what he needed now was someone who knew Jianghu very well to be in charge of distributing it.

But who can take up this responsibility?

Brother Jun asked this question to Fuxue, and Fuxue thought about it.

Although Chuuxue is well-known in the world, he doesn't have many friends, and he doesn't know any famous people.But as luck would have it, looking at his barren circle of friends, there really was an existence active in every corner of the world.

More importantly, that person has been very annoying recently, always coming to him to talk about life, saying that both Chuuxue and Acheng are his friends, and he doesn't want to see friends killing each other.

Fuxue told him very seriously that this is not called mutual killing.This is the most sacred means of communication between sword cultivators and sword cultivators, and it is the most supreme respect they have engraved on their souls for those who are destined.

All in all, outsiders have little to do with sword repair.

However, Fubuki also knew that that person was a typical guy who couldn't sit still.These days, he always came to disturb his sword practice, probably because he was too idle.

In order to be quiet, Chuuxue decided to find him something to do.

For example, what kind of decisive battle tickets are issued.

So, Chuuxue suggested to Brother Jun, "Lu Xiaofeng."

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Fubuki is indeed the kindest swordsman.

Even if Lu Xiaofeng always disturbed his sword practice, he didn't hold grudges, and helped Lu Xiaofeng become the new center of the situation.

Ah, Fubuki, really, doesn't hold grudges at all.

Not at all.