Chapter 442: Don't leave the things of yesterday

Fighting is not only interesting, but also dangerous.
And it is inevitable.
As long as they are not standing on the bank of the same river, no matter how consistent they are about things, they will inevitably have disputes over something else, and the disputes will evolve into the back, and it is likely to become a fight.
When there is a fight, reasoning will be of no use at this time. It is still necessary to see whose fist is stronger. In other words, it is the fist that determines right or wrong.
Whether it is true or not, no one knows, but in the end, the one with the harder fist will be more comfortable.
Whether it's spirit or something else.
The scholar stood in the distance, with moonlight shining on him, with some strange light. He looked at the blue silk on Li Fuyao's waist, a little surprised, "There has never been news that you, a swordsman who has risen to fame, will be Worship of Luoyang City."
He said that this sentence is true, whether it’s an academy or another academy. After Li Fuyao's Qingtiancheng became famous, he knew that there was a swordsman named Li Fuyao in this world, but he never thought about it. , Li Fuyao has already become the worship of Luoyang City.
I have to say that Luoyang City's confidential work is really good.
Li Fu shook his head and drank several sips of wine, wiped his mouth and smiled: "What is the identity? You have to find something. I was called to solve the problem. Anyway, the fight is over."
The scholar frowned, as if he felt a little bit interesting. He glanced at the big account not far away, and he could naturally feel that General Xu Yan had died so much that he could no longer die. This Yanling was going up and down, only the head of Xuegong was looking forward. Not many, but if you talk about getting close to the Xuegong, there will be more. I'm afraid that one or two of them are against the Yanling Emperor.
It's just that the academy is originally extremely complicated, and it's hard to say who is louder.
If the head teacher sits in the academy all year round, has a strong attitude, and establishes his own team, I am afraid that the current academy should be the head teacher alone. That’s the reason, that’s it. The head teacher is expensive. Among the first three under the cloud, except for the master who was afraid to say that he could win, who else would dare to say that he could win the teacher?
With such a cultivation level, what if anyone in the academy refuses to accept it and beats him?
The Taoist priests in Liangxi have always disliked reasoning. When things happen, the fist is the first to make sense, but the school is not like that, even if the head teacher is the most knowledgeable scholar in the world, it is not good to see the truth, so let’s stop. Isn’t it much smoother to reason afterwards?
In fact, he is not the only one. There are still many scholars in the academy who do not belong to those veins who have such thoughts. Why does the head teacher stubbornly allow such chaos in the academy?
The world is too impermanent and too complicated, no one can think it through.
Just like the tortoise shell mentioned yesterday, today is a thing of the past.
The scholar's realm is not high, not only the spiritual realm, but also the state of mind, so he can't figure out what to do.
Even he couldn't figure out why Li Fuyao only came here for only half a day, and he saw through Xu Yanxin Xiang Xuegong, but he has always been a dog of Xuegong.
He just didn't ask.
Li Fuyao would talk about these things first.
Sure enough, Li Fuyao drank a sip and smiled: "I'm just guessing, and I can't tell if it's true. It's just that he himself was panicked and scared. When he hit me, only those with ghosts in his heart would With a sword, since he did with a sword, I did with a sword. His sword is not as fast as mine, so I died."
"After Ten Thousand Tribulations Pass, there will be a new general, who happens to be my friend."
Li Fuyao smiled and looked at the scholar standing in the distance. After the Pass of Ten Thousand Tribulations, there will be a new general. That person is not someone else, but the old general of Chu, Wen Bailou. Although Chu is a small country, Wen Bai The floor is a general.
Generals in this world, some are called handsome talents, and some are called general talents.
Wenbailou has both.
Charged into battle, he was a brave general, and he was an unparalleled general.
If the monks on the mountain are thrown away, the three dynasties will begin to attack each other, and the winner will dominate the mountains and rivers in the end, Wen Bailou must be a general that all three dynasties want.
This general is in Luoyang City.
This Wen Bailou, who had come out of the shadow of Chu State's destruction, was actually still willing to fight on the battlefield. This was something that was in his blood, and he didn't want to leave it behind.
It's just that the Yanling Frontier Army, or anything else, has important military positions.
Before Li Fuyao left Luoyang City, he talked with Emperor Yanling and Wen Bailou.
The reason why he asked Xu Yan about this before was actually a little selfish.
The scholar suddenly asked: "Now the sage of the cloud has already issued a decree, saying that it is not allowed to provoke the swordsman's line privately. If I kill you now, will it be regarded as violating the decree of the saint and then executed?"
The decree of the saint says that it is not allowed to provoke the swordsman's line, and that depends on who is right. If the young generation of swordsman who can be called the first swordsman in Li Fuyao's line, after killing, even if he is angry with Qingqiu, the saint It would probably make him pay for his life, and his life could be used to pay for Li Fuyao's life. No matter how you look at it, the three teachings have earned it.
After all, I don't know how many people believe that Li Fuyao will one day become a sword fairy.
Life for life seems to be equal, but in fact the contents are extremely complicated.
Sometimes human lives are really different from human lives.
Li Fuyao said: "I took the initiative to provoke you, so you can kill me."
The reason is this, but it is difficult to say whether Chao Qingqiu and the swordsmen think so.
The scholar sighed and smiled: "If this is the case, I will kill you."
Li Fuyao felt a little funny, "Everyone is Taiqing, why do you think you can kill me?"
Li Fuyao is definitely not a very proud person, but he will not be a person without the slightest temper. Especially after entering Taiqing, Taiqing who died under his sword in Baiyuzhen is no longer After a few, the scholar in front of him has a very deep realm. In the Taiqing realm, he should be the very front part of the people, but no matter how you say it, it is just too clear.
As Taiqing, Li Fuyao is still a swordsman, is it possible that he is worse than him?
This is a question with the same answer no matter who looks at it.
Li Fuyao stood up, threw the jug from the top of the city, and pressed the green silk on his waist.
"What good stuff?"
If a monk of the Taiqing realm can be so confident, he can only say that he has something good.
The scholar looked at Li Fuyao, but did not hide it, so he took out a small knife from somewhere on his body.
The knife is bronze.
The shape is simple and simple, and it is very small in his palm.
The scholar looked at Li Fuyao and said calmly, "I have a knife."
This is a complete nonsense. You have a knife in your hand. Everyone can see it clearly.
Li Fuyao felt a bit interesting, and replied, "I have many swords."
This sentence is not nonsense, at least the scholar does not know that Li Fuyao has a lot of swords.
The scholar said with a smile: "I heard that some Taoist masters combined Taoism and kendo to create a unique way. I, Li Yan, went back to the Tao with a sword. It can be said that there are different paths to the same goal."
Li Fuyao said, and then the green silk hovered in front of him.
A touch of sword intent was born.
The sword intent quickly became rugged.
The reason is simple, because the scholar opposite, the bronze knife in his hand began to slowly change, and soon it became no different from an ordinary long knife.
The scholar held the bronze knife, and the sword's energy skyrocketed.
This sword intent is more than Li Fuyao's sword intent.
Li Fuyao held Qingsi, looked at the moonlight, and then handed a sword forward.
Will it be smoother to shoot the sword under the moonlight? Who can say it clearly?
The scholar carrying the bronze knife, strode forward, bringing the wind along the way, and there were many strange sounds. When listening carefully, it was actually more like some kind of... crying.
Before Li Fuyao approached, the scholar smiled and said, "The demon repair dead soul on this knife is no less than your sword."
Everyone knows that the ten feet in front of the swordsman is the death place of other cultivators, but this scholar actually stepped into this death place without even thinking about it, wondering how confident he could do these things.
Li Fuyao looked solemn.
He looked at the light of the sword under the moonlight, and his expression flashed with worry.
It's not because the light of the sword is a bit bright, but it just faintly feels something is wrong.
In the rivers and lakes, the sword and the knife have always been rivals, but on the mountain, it is impossible to say.
Because the swordsman who uses the sword, no matter what, is much better than the wild Xiu who uses the sword. In that case, how can he say that he is the enemy?
This is a very real problem.
This scholar was holding a sword to fight as a Confucian monk, and he should not be Li Fuyao's opponent.
In fact it is the same.
At the same time as the first sword was handed out, Li Yanhui had already taken a few steps back. The bronze sword in his hand, although most of Li Fuyao's sword power was resolved, but the remaining sword power was still let him eat Lost.
Li Fuyao held Qingsi and said calmly: "I don't think this knife will pose any threat to me."
Some battles between cultivators will be very long, because the strength of the two sides are equal, but some will be very short, because the difference between the two sides is huge, such as the current situation, the difference is very big.
Li Yan smiled back and said, "It's true."
He rubbed his cheeks and said, "If this is the case, then do something else?"
Li Fuyao looked at him, then looked into the distance. On the top of the city in the distance, there was an extra Li Yan.
The two looked at each other and saw the smile in each other's eyes.
Then a moment later, another Li Yan appeared in the distance.
Three in full.
The news that Li Fuyao got was that there were two Taiqing and three Qingsi here.
Now it seems that there must be three Taiqing.
Speaking carefully, is it one?
Li Fuyao looked at Li Yan and said, "You are a Confucian monk."
Li Yan shook his head back and said, "All laws are one."
He naturally knew what Li Fuyao wanted to say.
Li Fuyao rubbed his head. He didn't expect to see Dao Sect's three-corpse cutting method in a Confucian monk.