Chapter 142: Hard to see

In such a place, I would meet Gu Yuan, the scholar who reads in academy. In fact, neither Li Fuyao nor Gu Yuan would have thought of it.
Before Li Fuyao sat, the little girl had already jumped to Li Fuyao's side.
I heard from my husband that day that the storyteller in Baiyu Town had learned swords from the uncle swordsman who appeared in Baiyu Town. She had never seen the uncle swordsman and The green snake demon had seen Li Fuyao.
Gu Yuan, a young girl who has always been interested in swordsmen, was really excited when she saw Li Fuyao who might be a swordsman this time. So for a while, she had forgotten the uncle behind him and squatted on Li Fuyao. After standing by, Gu Yuan raised his head and asked seriously: "Mister said before that you went to learn swordsmanship. Did you go to the sword mountain? Did you climb it? Did you get the sword?"
Gu Yuan looked around and didn't see a sword at Li Fuyao's waist. He was a little disappointed and said, "So there was no sword, so I didn't go to the sword mountain and didn't learn it later!"
Li Fuyao smiled. He put away both swords when the little girl called him before. Now there is a sword box on his lap. It is normal for Gu Yuan not to see it.
Li Fuyao sighed and whispered, "I went to the Jianshan Mountain, but I didn't really get on it. I didn't get a sword on the Jianshan Mountain..."
Before Li Fuyao finished speaking, Gu Yuan waved and interrupted: "It's okay, sir, it's not that simple to be a swordsman. It's normal for you not to be a swordsman."
Such words of almost comforting made Li Fuyao a little helpless.
He opened his mouth and said nothing, but Zhou Xuance who was behind them slowly said, "Girl Gu Yuan, you have no vision, I don't know that this kid is almost the swordsman of the Second Ningshen at the moment. Up?"
Gu Yuan raised his head and looked at Li Fuyao.
"Then you still said you didn't climb that sword mountain?"
Li Fuyao thought for a while, and laughed in a low voice: "I didn't climb the sword mountain, but learned the sword at the foot of the mountain. I couldn't take the sword from the mountain, but I found a handle under the cliff that others didn't want.
Gu Yuan rolled his eyes and introduced to Li Fuyao: "That's Uncle Zhou in the academy. Have you met Huang Jin before? Now Senior Brother Huang is in Uncle Zhou's library."
Li Fuyao stood up and bowed his hand to Zhou Xuance, who headed slightly.
Zhou Xuance stared at Li Fuyao, looked at the square sword box beside him, and asked strangely: "The other swordsmen in the mountains and rivers all have a sword at the waist, why do you have a sword box?"
Li Fuyao smiled and didn't talk about it.
Zhou Xuance didn't delve into it either. After all, this young man in a green shirt was not a student of the academy.
Li Fuyao stood up and put the square sword box behind him again, and then said to Zhou Xuance: "I went with Huang Jin for a few days before, and he was accompanied by me when he went to Zhuyu Town to relatives. The impression is very good. Now that he is in the academy, he actually deserves it."
Zhou Xuance snorted coldly. Obviously, there was no interest in talking about this matter.
Li Fuyao remembered the scene of the first meeting with Yan Yu for no reason.
At that time, although the two could not be described as arrogant, they were actually not friendly.
Li Fuyao rubbed his cheeks, which was something he was looking for.
It looked a little embarrassing.
Li Fuyao quickly broke the deadlock and asked, "Isn't he with Mr. Yan on this trip?"
Gu Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth and nodded, but he didn't tell Li Fuyao where he was going.
The atmosphere is a bit subtle for a while.
Zhou Xuance walked a few steps forward with the bookcase on his back, which meant that Gu Yuan was leaving.
Gu Yuan looked at Li Fuyao, and looked at him blankly.
Li Fuyao was startled, then asked: "What?"
Gu Yuan pointed at Li Fuyao's sword box.
The meaning is obvious.
Li Fu shook his head.
Gu Yuan stared at him, "Why?"
"I'll see you next time I meet."
Gu Yuan looked weird.
Li Fuyao took it for granted.
Gu Yuan pretended to be pitiful, and said, "Li Fuyao, just show me. There is only this chance. Mr. Yan is not here, and Master Zhou is not so rigid. If you are in other places, there must be no one with you. Half a word."
Li Fu shook his head and smiled: "In that case, I can't ask for it, I'm afraid you scholars will kill me if you don't agree."
Gu Yuan bulged his cheeks, "What's wrong, do you really think our school is not reasonable at all?"
Li Fuyao smiled and shook his head. He didn't say much. If he was really reasonable, that incident would not have happened to him.
Gu Yuan didn't know what Li Fuyao was thinking, but he seemed to know that if Li Fuyao made up her mind not to show her the sword in the sword box, she couldn't do anything.
Shaking his head, Gu Yuan said unhappily, "You must show it to me next time you meet!"
Li Fu shook his head, "Definitely."
Then Gu Yuan waved to Li Fuyao, and then he was ready to follow in the footsteps of his master uncle Zhou Xuance.
After walking a few steps, Zhou Xuance suddenly stopped, and then Li Fuyao felt his heart, and the two looked south at the same time.
Not far from this lake is a dense jungle, but at this time, there is an extremely powerful Qi in the south, and it seems that it will not be a good crop.
Li Fu shook his head and looked at Gu Yuan. The fact that the Taoist Ye Shengge was attacked and killed when he went down the mountain has been circulated in Liangxi. He knows that many people in this world are unwilling to see this Taoist walking on the road of cultivation. It was too far away, but that also happened when Ye Shengge left Liangxi. After all, in Liangxi, not many people dared to beat her.
But what's the situation nowadays, Gu Yuan, who is also the seed of reading, couldn't bear it before he left Yanling?
Zhou Xuance's eyes were deep, and he looked at the distance ahead blankly, his aura was hidden, but as long as he was willing, he could violently kill in a moment.
Compared to murder, Zhou Xuance wanted to see who dared to make Gu Yuan's idea.
The school faction is complicated and true, but whether it is fighting over and under cover or arguing fiercely, this situation has never happened before.
It's hard to say whether it has grown from nothing or has been secretly accumulating momentum.
Too late to think about it.
In the forest, a man in a blue shirt swept over in a long way. The man's face was hidden by a certain magic weapon, which was not real, but he was full of energy, and he was clearly coming towards Zhou Xuance.
Zhou Xuance stepped forward, swaggering.
As soon as the scholar in charge of Cangshu Pavilion waved his sleeves, a strong wind rose in front of him.
Li Fuyao stood in the distance, silent.
The Confucian monk had also been killed before, but that one was really a world of difference compared to this one.
The Confucian scholar in the green shirt who couldn't see his face walked slowly in the strong wind, and laughed: "Mr. Zhou hasn't taken a shot for many years. See you today. The style is still the same, and even more so. It's just that, why? Want to surrender and protect such a a long journey?"
Zhou Xuance's clothes were blown by the gale, and the wind was blowing in front of him. The stones on the lakeside were lifted by the wind, and the weather was terrifying. The Confucian scholar in the blue shirt who could not see his face stood in the gale, even if he was still moving forward. It was also hit by many stones and left many holes.
Zhou Xuance said blankly: "Which academy is so willing to use a monk in the Chao and Twilight realm to explore the way?"
The man laughed, "With Mr. Zhou sitting in town, he actually didn't dare to be presumptuous in his late birth."
She said she didn't dare, but within a short while, a magnificent stone stele appeared between the two of them. The text on the stele was faintly invisible, but some golden light appeared.
As soon as this stone tablet came out, the wind in front of him stopped immediately!
Take the monument to the wind.
Zhou Xuance stepped a few steps, and there was an inexplicably more inkstone in his hand.
A certain Confucian saint’s natural artifact is the Spring and Autumn Inkstone, one of the supreme artifacts of Confucianism. Zhou Xuance is naturally not the Spring and Autumn Inkstone of that party, but it is still one of the not bad artifacts in the library.
He is in charge of the library of books, and most of the artifacts in it are actually dabbled. He also picked some things during this trip, one of which was this Fang Yantai.
Zhou Xuance holds the inkstone and splashes ink forward.
The ink fell on the stone tablet.
Cover up the golden light.
Then the old gentleman tapped a finger on the stone tablet.
Mottled cracks appeared on the stone monument instantly.
When monks fight in the world, it's not that everyone is arrogant and doesn't use any magical weapons. In fact, the most contested among the remaining monks are magical weapons.
There are still not many monks in the world who have a realm as high as Zhou Xuance's ability to pick up a magic weapon without a master.
Ink is used to suppress the power of the stone stele, and this is the embodiment of Zhou Xuance's realm.
After the second finger, the stone tablet was broken.
The wind is back.
The Confucian scholar in Qingshan who couldn't see his face began to retreat.
Zhou Xuance stepped out and said coldly: "It's late."
He wants to reach out and grab him.
But when one hand stretched out, the man had already retreated several tens of feet.
Zhou Xuance frowned: "Shrink the ground to an inch?"
The Confucian scholar in Qingshan said with a smile: "If you fight against Mr. Zhou, you have to think of a perfect strategy."
Zhou Xuance sneered and said, "Not necessarily."
Before he could finish his words, this old gentleman with a very high seniority in the academy came to the Qingshan scholar.
The same is reaching out to catch him.
This time, the Qingshan Confucian was no longer there, but appeared in front of Gu Yuan.
Zhou Xuance really wrinkled his brows this time, and there is a formation here!
This time when he came out, I didn't know if it was too late.
The Confucian scholar in Qingshan who couldn't see his appearance stretched out his hand to grab Gu Yuan.
Gu Yuan was startled, but had no time to react.
In an instant, a sword light flashed in the distance.
A sword stabbed the Qingshan scholar.
Full of sword spirit.
The Confucian scholar in Qingshan was startled, and then his heart was full of anger. Numerous previous deductions were made for this fleeting moment. But why is there still a mistake now?
If it is said that Zhou Xuance has a back hand, it is clear that this sword is not the way of Confucian monks.
He turned his head in anger, Li Fushao held Qingsi's sword and handed it out.
This monk in the Chaomu Realm drew his sleeves.
Li Fuyao felt hit by a boulder in his chest, and flew out with a sharp pain.
The Confucian scholar in the green shirt did not linger, so he left immediately. There was only one chance, and the next time he really wanted to stay here.
Even if he retreated fast enough, Zhou Xuance still pointed him at his back.
The Qingshan Confucian had a disorder in his chest, but he still gritted his teeth and escaped into the forest.
Zhou Xuance stood there, not chasing after him.
Just looking at the boy in the blue shirt who was knocked into the air.