Chapter 297: Walking rivers and lakes

After Xia Chan's most annoying time, the weather gradually cooled down.
Li Fuyao went to the Tibetan sword building today to get the last sword book. After reading it by the window, he drank a sip of tea, and then listened to Yu Fu saying that Chang Lin was back again. He still asked Yu Fu to call him back. After a whole stick of incense, Yufu walked back to the bamboo building.
I often concentrate on sword training. After so many days, the progress has not been slow, and Yufu has become more and more struggling to deal with it.
"My son, Chang Lin goes fast, I'm afraid I won't be able to beat it next time."
Li Fuyao said casually: "He will let him go down the mountain next time he comes back, only telling him that his realm is not high, and he will return to the mountain for cultivating after he gets his revenge, and nothing else. he goes."
Yu Fu said, I always feel that Li Fuyao is different these days, but she can't tell if she has to say something, but she feels that Li Fuyao's aura is more calm than before.
Li Fuyao stood up, looked at the scenery by the window for a moment, and suddenly smiled: "Yufu, let's have a hot pot at night."
Yufu then remembered that it seemed that he hadn't cooked hot pot in this bamboo building for almost a month.
She suddenly felt a little strange. Looking at Li Fuyao in a white robe, Yu Fu had already noticed that Li Fuyao usually only wears that blue shirt. He didn't put on this white robe until half a month ago. It has not been replaced in this half month.
As for the green shirt, it was naturally taken by Yufu to wash it, and it was carefully stacked neatly.
Yufu asked cautiously, "Is the son leaving?"
Li Fuyao turned his head in a little surprise, but didn't intend to cover it. He nodded and smiled: "Although I have not yet qualified to set foot in the demon land, I still want to see this mountain and river. Moreover, the sword book in the hidden sword building is already After reading, there is no reason to stay."
Regarding the Qingsi realm after the Qingsi realm, Li Fuyao initially set the goal to break open before the age of thirty. However, after meeting the Qinghuai girl in Beihai, he stayed on the seabed of Beihai for a full year. After gaining some benefits, I felt that this time could be moved forward, but it was not that Li Fuyao wanted to change his mind after seeing that he was far higher than before.
It just seemed that the people beside him, except for the old ancestors, had always been unwilling to let Li Fuyao go to practice the sword, but preferred Li Fuyao to go his own way. It didn't matter how fast he walked. The rest of the people beside him, whether it was the girl Qinghuai who hoped that Li Fuyao would go to the sea as soon as possible, or the future father-in-law of Qingtianjun who explained that he could not marry Qinghuai without setting foot in the sea.
Or some other people, including the Yanling Emperor in Luoyang City, were willing to leave Li Fuyao faster and faster.
So Li Fuyao seemed to feel that there were many hands behind him pushing him forward.
Have to be faster.
Even so, Li Fuyao still remembered the teachings of his ancestors and took every step steadily.
Li Fuyao has done the most things in the past two years to take sword books and read books in the Tibetan sword building, and raise swords in the bamboo building. After he read those sword books, there was naturally no reason to stay.
These two swords, the Qingsi Sword and the Sword Nineteenth, are actually still treated meagrely by Li Fuyao these days. The Qingsi Sword is about to reach the point where he is close to himself. Sword Nineteen has not been warmed up several times. It's not that Li Fuyao is unwilling, but Li Fuyao is thinking that if he finds a suitable owner for Jian Nineteen in the future, it won't be troublesome when sending it out.
To this day, Li Fuyao still keeps in mind the phrase that although the world is big, one sword is enough.
It's a great mountain and river, but he needs to look over it a little bit.
There is no banquet that never goes away.
Yufu asked again: "Autumn is not a good day at the gate, can't the son wait until the beginning of spring next year?"
When she said this, Yufu's eyes were red, as if she was holding back tears.
Li Fuyao smiled freely, "Don't feel like traveling in autumn."
Seeing Yufu still talking, Li Fu waved his hand, smiled and said, "Remember to let Mr. Chao come at night."
Such things as farewell naturally have to be explained clearly to the owner.
Yufu gave a cry, rubbed his eyes, and went to prepare the hot pot alone.
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At dusk, Chao Fengchen came slowly in a white robe.
Two swordsmen in the same white robes were sitting opposite each other.
It's still boiling bright red soup, and still hot pot with spicy and delicious flavor.
Chao Fengchen poured a glass of wine and said with a smile: "I thought you were a stupid way to read those ten thousand books. I just figured it out a few days ago. You depend on the mood of the person who wrote the sword book. Although the realm of Jianghu Takeo is not as good as the monks on the mountain, as long as he is a sword-loving swordsman, he will naturally have a certain aura. If you look at so many auras, you will naturally benefit from it."
Li Fuyao glanced at the hip flask, but never reached out. He just took a sip of hot tea and smiled: "The ancestors and Uncle Liu said that this sword practice is inherently good in the world. I thought about it. , It should be to see thousands of roads, and then choose the one that suits you to walk, or else you will build a road yourself."
Chao Fengchen asked, "found it?"
Li Fu shook his head.
In fact, it is normal. Swordsmanship is different, but most of them are not separated from the ones created by the predecessors at the beginning.
In the final analysis, you have to rely on the three avenues of Jianqi Jianyi Swordsmanship that have long been certified by countless swordsmen.
Fortunately, the master Chen Sheng was a hand-hands shopkeeper, but the three masters and uncles at the foot of Jianshan were all experts in swordsmanship, sword intent and sword energy, so Li Fuyao had never walked on limps.
For the second item, Li Fuyao was much higher than the starting point of ordinary swordsmen.
Just because of this, I wanted to take a new path, but it was not much harder than climbing to the sky.
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In Yiyi's farewell that night, what Li Fuyao and Chao Fengchen talked about the most was still about kendo. Yu Fu was not very interested and didn't interrupt much.
Zhao Fengchen was full of wine and food, and said straight to the point: "Li Fuyao, this trip down the mountain is always here. After he finishes his revenge, you can separate again. If it was the past, this is a thing. I have never worried, but I Now I have the intention to make him the next head of Xiaoyi."
Chao Fengchen’s thoughts were never the same as Xiaoyi Tower, so it is inevitable to leave in the future, but who should be the head of this Xiaoyi Tower after leaving, and who should continue to implement the rules set by Zhao Fengchen. Be elegant.
Before Li Fuyao thought it was either Ye Zhou or Liu Ning.
Now it seems that it is not either of these two people.
Li Fuyao agreed without hesitation. Since he was continuing to travel the mountains and rivers, and he was not in a hurry to go to the Demon Land before the Taiqing Realm, it wouldn't be a big deal no matter where he went.
It's not a big deal to take the permanent presence and protect him for a while.
"Master, can the slaves and maids be together?"
What people didn't expect was that Yu Fu spoke out at this moment.
Chao Fengchen was silent, where did he have so much thought to manage things on the mountain?
Li Fuyao looked at Yufu with helpless eyes.
Yu Fu blinked, "When the son leaves alone, the slave servant and Chang Lin will also have a look after them when they return."
Yu Fu practiced his sword almost extremely fast. The disciples of the same age on the mountain, I am afraid that only Liu Ning or Ye Zhou can defeat it. Yu Fu led Chang Lin back, and it seemed that it was not bad.
Li Fuyao couldn't make up his mind. When he looked up at Chao Fengchen, the swordsman in white robes who had finished the hot pot had already drifted away.
Li Fuyao could only rub his head, and then said helplessly: "Remember to tell Chang Lin and wait for me in front of the bamboo building tomorrow morning."
Yufu nodded happily.
Even the emotion of parting soon dissipated a lot.

After Chen Jiu stayed in Cheng's Mansion, Cheng Yusheng realized that this was not a good thing.
When he entered the palace that day, the emperor with a very good temper and temperament did not ask much about his uncle. He just said that since he is an uncle, he should be treated according to the teacher's courtesy.
This is also telling Cheng Yusheng that there is no need to say more and do more.
Returning to Cheng's Mansion, from the early morning of the second day, the old man who was capable of deterring most of the monks in the world began to teach Cheng Yusheng to practice knives. In fact, Cheng Yusheng had a hard time and his mentality was quite good. His master would not accept him either. After entering the Blue Silk Realm over the years, he has never slackened on the matter of cultivation, but after all, there is no master teacher around and progress is slow.
The old man now lives in Chengfu, and he is the teacher of their line. Naturally, for Cheng Yusheng, it is a great blessing.
Only after the first day, Cheng Yusheng didn't think so at all.
The old man's teaching is too terrible.
The old man’s method can’t be said to be rare, it can even be said to be too common. As soon as the sound of Cheng Yu arrives in the small courtyard every day, he must be temporarily retired by the old man’s cultivation level. This is the success. After being a common martial artist, the old man began to make Cheng Yusheng suffer with the simplest method of physique.
In the past, it was okay to have a body of Qi to protect the body, but now that the Qi in the Spirit Palace can't be adjusted at all, it is a great pain to beat the body like this.
A few days earlier, Cheng Yusheng, tired of his legs and feet, returned to his residence as pale as paper. This made the elders of his family who always loved him go to the small yard to seek justice, but he was drunk by the old man.
This old man who hardly interfered with the great affairs of the court made a cruel remark that day, anyone who dared to disturb the old man, no matter what his status in the family, would be driven out of the Cheng family.
This made the elders who were only thinking about getting into a more relationship with Cheng Yusheng suddenly dispelled this thought. Some of the elders who were really beloved Cheng Yusheng were at best complaining about the old man, but in the end they did not dare to disobey.
The old man is rare to be angry, and dare to fight against him, he must be unable to eat.
Besides, Cheng Yusheng himself didn't complain at home. You people are so worried.
In fact, the old man is used to beat his physique. If the average monk knows that he is fighting a monk in the blue silk realm, he is afraid to laugh off his teeth, saying that the old man is wrong with his children, but since the old man is a monk in the stairs In this way, it is definitely meaningful, which dare to look down upon?
Most of the monks who have climbed the stairs are practicing with great concentration. How many are walking in the world?
Besides, those famous figures in the mountains and rivers today are all in this state.
The head teacher of the Academy, Su Ye, Shen Xieshan, the main beam, and Lin Hongzhu, the leader of the demon cult who caused the boundless storm before?
This is the cultivation base of the climbing realm.
Going up, find a few people who are more brilliant than them, I'm afraid I can only look up at the sky.
At dusk, Cheng Yusheng, who had survived another day, picked up a wooden stool and sat in the small courtyard. He looked at the uncle drinking wine. He became greedy and asked, "Uncle, give me a drink?"
The old man turned his head and glanced at Cheng Yusheng, and opened his mouth to refuse, "How can you get a few sips? If the old man drank all this ten thousand catties of wine, what should I do? Isn't it looking at the heavenly people at ease?"
Cheng Yusheng wondered if he hadn't drank it before, and how much time has passed since you have been so happy all the time.
Although I was thinking about this, when I opened my mouth, my mouth changed to another language, "Uncle, the saints of the Three Religions sit in the clouds with ease, and you have to cut them whenever you want. It doesn't seem to make sense. !"
The old man seemed to smile, and he asked, "I ask you, why did Chao Qingqiu kill a great demon in Beihai?"
The fact that Chao Qingqiu killed Kunpeng in Beihai a few days ago has long been known to the world. It has been passed down from ten to ten from the monks who watched the battle. Even the ordinary people in these worlds know that there is such a powerful sword fairy. Cheng Yusheng naturally knew that when the news reached Luoyang City before, Cheng Yusheng still thought of the young man carrying the sword box, and of course he thought of Ye Shengge.
Cheng Yusheng tentatively said: "Monster Tuping has produced a great demon for no reason. If the sword immortal doesn't kill him, the demon clan will have great momentum, and it will not be of any benefit to the human clan."
The old man glanced at Cheng Yusheng, drank a sip, and asked, "What did Chao Qingqiu get after killing the big demon?"
Cheng Yusheng suddenly raised his head, "There are more monks in the world who want to learn swords!"
The old man smiled and nodded, "When Qingqiu launched a sword to kill the big demon, it naturally accumulated monstrous prestige, so that so many cultivators have truly seen the charm of the sword fairy once, even if only one in ten cultivators have this. The idea is not bad. As for the sword mountain, how many people can actually walk into the sword doctrine. Although it is hard to say, don't you think this is the introduction to the swordsman's line of reappearance?"
"There is still a sword immortal in the swordsman line, which can make the three religious cultivators a little bit jealous, but our line is just lonely ghosts. If we don't kill one or two heavenly people, how can we be respected? ?"
Cheng Yusheng was startled, and then smiled bitterly: "For this, the uncle must do something to the saint?"
The old man laughed but said nothing, but did not give an answer.
To kill the saint, apart from the real struggle of life and death, there is more to bear.
The saint is the greatest reliance against the monster race, killing for no reason is bound to be intolerable.
The old man took a sip of wine and murmured: "It's not easy to kill."

Coming to the Ganhe Mountain in the early autumn morning as scheduled, Li Fuyao put on a blue shirt, carried a sword box on his back, and walked out of the bamboo building slowly, with the red face hanging from Yufu's waist, following Li Fuyao.
Chang Lin stood outside the bamboo building and waited for a long time.
This stubborn young man always thought that revenge was his own business, and he didn't need someone to accompany him. But after all, it was in Xiaoyi Tower. The words of the head of Chao Fengchen were more effective than Master Liu Ning, and no one could not listen.
How powerful Li Fuyao is, Chang Lin has still vividly remembered how powerful Li Fuyao is. If Li Fuyao really wants to help him, this revenge is a very simple matter.
But Chang Lin was still unwilling, and he opposed it from the beginning. For this reason, he went to ask Chao Fengchen himself, but Chao Fengchen was extremely determined and didn't pay attention to Chang Lin at all.
In addition, Li Fuyao promised never to help, he just wanted to travel down the mountain to protect his life. In this way, Chang Lin's face looked much better.
The three of them descended from the mountain. Chang Lin was Liu Ning's disciple. He hadn't been clear about the generations of the only guest, and in the end he simply referred to him as his uncle.
Walking on the mountain path, Chang Lin asked, "Uncle Master, when I first met, why did I stop talking after hearing that I wanted to practice swords for revenge? Isn't Chang Lin optimistic about Chang Lin?"
This question has been perplexed in Chang Lin's mind for a long time before asking.
Li Fuyao thought for a while, and said straightforwardly: "At that time, I was just thinking about going down the mountain to eat boiled tofu. I had no other thoughts. I just asked casually. Even if I forgot, there is no such thing as unfavorable things that you said. , If you saw me in the pavilion that day, it would be impossible to worship Xiaoyi Tower."
Chang Lin gave a cry, and his face looked much better.
Li Fuyao glanced at him and said something more, "Vengeance is always his own business, no matter how you think, what you think, or how I think, you still have to do it yourself in the end. I also have enemies, revenge. It’s up to you to determine the extent of the time. I will not intervene, but if you want to kill the innocent, I will kill you even if I want to abolish you."
"As for what is innocent, and to what extent is innocent enough, I want you to know it by yourself."
"Vengeance is a matter for you and your enemy, don't anger others."
Li Fuyao said these words, and suddenly laughed at himself: "Suddenly I felt that I was talking too much."
Yu Fu covered her mouth and chuckled behind her, "The son is right."
In fact, these words were probably thought of from my previous experience in Luoyang City and later when I faced Qingni in a small town below the mountain. It makes no sense to others.
But it's just right to talk about the time when you really want revenge.
As for whether Chang Lin could listen, Li Fuyao didn't seem to care too much.
Some words are said, whether it can be used by others depends on luck.
The three of them went down the mountain and walked almost halfway, when suddenly they saw a donkey on the side of the mountain road.
Li Fuyao patted his forehead and smiled helplessly, "I even forgot you."
Who else can this black donkey be if it is not a bath?
In the past two years, he wandered around in the mountains, often haunted the hot springs, and spent very little time in the bamboo building, which made Li Fuyao not remember that there was a bath.
Looking at Feng Lu, Li Fuyao smiled and asked, "Let's go together?"
Feng Lu rolled his eyes and ignored him.
You are gone, leaving Lao Tzu facing Chao Fengchen on the mountain alone?
I don't suffer this sin!
Li Fuyao understood what he meant, so he smiled. This time the three people went down the mountain and became three people and one donkey.
Just right.